After taking a four hour bus trip from Aqaba, which showed on the tv screen what appeared to be a four hour staged “comedy(?)” involving some sort of family situation in which everyone seemed to yell at each other. It was like an epic episode of “Everybody Loves Raymond”, except it was all in Arabic and the volume was turned up way too loud. If you are sensing that we found it a tad much after, oh…I would say the three hour mark, you would be correct. The funny thing (no, not the show) was that NOBODY seemed to be watching it. To add to the discomfort, the air conditioning on the bus broke down with an hour to go. The bus had a clock near the driver that kept switching between the time and the temperature. The temp. read 32 degrees during this hour. Whether that was outside or inside, it didn’t really matter. I think it would be safe to say everyone on the bus was glad when we finally got to Amman. We took a cab, and it dropped us off at our hotel, The Black Iris. It is off season here, and much cooler than in Aqaba. I think we have this great little hotel all to ourselves.
From here you can see the Promised Land
We then followed the walkway to an unbelievably pretty church, the Greek Orthodox St. John the Baptist Church, which was built in 2003. There is only one Mass held in the church every year, and that is on Christian Orthodox Epiphany (which is about the baptism of Jesus, and which we saw celebrated (and wrote about) in Ethiopia in January.
Better Dead Than Red
We hit the skies again on Wednesday, February 11, so we will talk to you all again after we have settled in to our next location. Until then...thank you for reading!