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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.
First impressions of Jordan: hot, dry, welcoming, safe.
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:
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