hummus-fueled Tuesday
So, the good news is the food here in Jordan is really great. We just had "fuul" – which is like a bean dip – and hummus and falafel with pita. It's so wonderful to have olive oil and beans instead of palm oil and chicken of very sketchy origin.
Other good news is that if I only had a headscarf I could totally fit in here. My complexion is not much different from most others. And the clothes for women are really beautiful – the dresses are ornate yet simple and definitely ME-approved.
Less good news is that my sore throat is indeed a cold. I hope to flush it out with large quantities of Vitamin C and water and fruit cocktails (yum!! – as good as the liquados in Mexico City), but I am definitely spacy and out of it today. I slept about 16 hours last night. Had some excellent Arabic coffee in the lobby – the manager is very accommodating – it's like Turkish coffee in terms of very thick and boiled with grounds at the bottom, but with a nice touch of cardamom.
Mahmoud has brought me to the university area today, which is nice like a university area everywhere. We'll go on a little tour of the campus and I'm going to try to find some basic Arabic books. My interest in learning Arabic is stronger than ever, but I think it's the right decision to not stay here too long and get back for PhD work.
So, the Dayton-meter is in the dark orange zone today. Not the red of waking up beside him, but still strong. I tried our last night to pick a bad fight to feel better about leaving, but he refused to be baited by me. That’s a good thing.
Mahmoud was joking with one of his friends about being my private tutor, but maybe that's actually a good idea. It's so comfortable here and I have a good rate on my hotel room (50% off!) that maybe I should kick around for a month and do some minor trips, read all the books I brought, and study some Arabic for fun. There's no immediate hurry to return to the US, and when will I have a chance to be here again? Mahmoud is suffering from depression (he's had some pretty substantial hits recently) which has also manifested in some physical ailments. So far I'm good for helping with that, but it won't be long before he retreats again I think, so I need stuff to do besides hang out with him.
Another bad news – cigarette smoking EVERYWHERE.
OK, time to head out. Hope all is well with everybody. Oh, and Jenny and Michele if you read this – would you be willing to go to my old apartment and harass them? They owe me like $1,000 and only sent Susan $10! If you're willing, let me know and when I get more details from Susan I'll let you know.
Other good news is that if I only had a headscarf I could totally fit in here. My complexion is not much different from most others. And the clothes for women are really beautiful – the dresses are ornate yet simple and definitely ME-approved.
Less good news is that my sore throat is indeed a cold. I hope to flush it out with large quantities of Vitamin C and water and fruit cocktails (yum!! – as good as the liquados in Mexico City), but I am definitely spacy and out of it today. I slept about 16 hours last night. Had some excellent Arabic coffee in the lobby – the manager is very accommodating – it's like Turkish coffee in terms of very thick and boiled with grounds at the bottom, but with a nice touch of cardamom.
Mahmoud has brought me to the university area today, which is nice like a university area everywhere. We'll go on a little tour of the campus and I'm going to try to find some basic Arabic books. My interest in learning Arabic is stronger than ever, but I think it's the right decision to not stay here too long and get back for PhD work.
So, the Dayton-meter is in the dark orange zone today. Not the red of waking up beside him, but still strong. I tried our last night to pick a bad fight to feel better about leaving, but he refused to be baited by me. That’s a good thing.
Mahmoud was joking with one of his friends about being my private tutor, but maybe that's actually a good idea. It's so comfortable here and I have a good rate on my hotel room (50% off!) that maybe I should kick around for a month and do some minor trips, read all the books I brought, and study some Arabic for fun. There's no immediate hurry to return to the US, and when will I have a chance to be here again? Mahmoud is suffering from depression (he's had some pretty substantial hits recently) which has also manifested in some physical ailments. So far I'm good for helping with that, but it won't be long before he retreats again I think, so I need stuff to do besides hang out with him.
Another bad news – cigarette smoking EVERYWHERE.
OK, time to head out. Hope all is well with everybody. Oh, and Jenny and Michele if you read this – would you be willing to go to my old apartment and harass them? They owe me like $1,000 and only sent Susan $10! If you're willing, let me know and when I get more details from Susan I'll let you know.
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