Jordan Visit: Arrival
We arrived in Jordan at 4 in the afternoon. The air felt hot and dry as I stepped off the plane. My first thought was: “Welcome to the Desert.”
As our group congregated and walked through the Amman airport, a fellow traveler and I marveled at the sunshine and how it feels more like a sunblast, low on the horizon. It looks and feels different! I love that exhilarating aspect of international travel — that first moment you step off the plane and take a deep breath. You can smell and taste the country.
Farther East than most of my trips.
First impressions of Jordan: hot, dry, welcoming, safe.
A family at the airport celebrates the return of one of their own.
They really knew how to party.
They even had a band.
Passport stamp from Jordan customs
The marble tiled floors and glass windows in the airport were punctuated every six feet or so with cameras. I felt safer here than in LAX.
A few images from our dinner at a restaurant called Sufra:
Looking down on the dining area. It was in a beautiful garden setting.
Our group members talking about SIM cards and such.
Making lavash in the oven.
Mint tea!
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