This week Jordanians celebrated their independence. A group of us ate some shawarma and kanafe in Jabal Hussein before we walked over to Dawaar Dakhliah. It was awesome. Here are some pictures from the event:
What is kanafe? A Jordanian treat. It's like a sweet cheese. I don't know how to describe it. It clogs the arteries, for sure. Here it is:
Amman is built on hills. It has the most hills I've experienced from a city since Funchal. To make the city walker-friendly, staircases are built all over the place. They can take one from the highest road to the lowest. There are easily hundreds of steps in each staircase. On this particular staircase there are homes on either side. Could you imagine having to carry your groceries and/or (even worse) furniture from the road to your home? Insanity. Here's an example:
While most Jordanians have at least some grasp of English, misspellings are found all over the city. Signs that say "Family Dentaal" and the like line city streets. Following are just two examples. I had never been to a Grilled and Restaurant before. And no, I never found out what nargels actually are.
This weekend, my friend from Zaytoon visited Israel and my friends from BYU went to the Dana Nature Reserve, so only 3 of us remained in Amman. Bruce, Carol, and I explored some parts of the city together over the last few days. On one of our outings we were able to see an ancient Roman theater which lies in the middle of the city.