Saturday, January 31, 2009

Today I Was Kidnapped and Held Hostage by Bedouins

So last night I really didn't sleep at all as a result of Turkish coffee + jet lag, which made today exponentially more exhausting.

We had breakfast and got on the buses at 8:30 am (by the way there are 71 of us... Again, ordeal) to go to the Hijaz Railway. It was built during the Ottoman Empire from Damascus to Mecca, and somehow still operates within Jordan. We rode the train through the desert which was really cool. Obviously I have photos. Then some Bedouins on horseback started riding alongside the train, and the people working for CIEE told us they were dangerous and not to talk to them. And we saw that they had taken a girl off one of the other cars, and then they started taking us one by one off the train and onto their horses. We rode to this tent/campsite and sat for awhile. 

Of course all of this was planned to scare us I guess, but it was kind of fun. Except that I hate/am afraid of horses. We met the sheikh and a guy explained how Bedouins live as a nomadic tribe out in the desert. They gave us cookies, dates and tea. After that we got back on the train and went to the train station, got on our buses, and went to a stable that was built during the Ottoman Empire and has now been converted to a restaurant... Weird but awesome. Again, delicious food. I could write a blog exclusively about how much I love Jordanian food. 

Then we had to do some ice breakers and orientation stuff which wouldn't have been so bad except that my lack of sleep was really catching up to me. When we got back to the hotel I napped, and woke up to a text from my new friend Patricia that Ahmad told her about a bar that had happy hour from 6-8. So a large group of us went there, where we met some of the students who have been here since the fall. That was probably my favorite part of the evening, since they were able to tell us what to expect in the program. We went to the third floor of the bar, which had a really nice balcony and a beautiful view of Amman. It was sort of a perfect night. 

It turns out that there is actually a pretty active bar scene here, which shocked me. Except alcohol is really expensive if you don't go to happy hour. I was really surprised at this, especially when the students said that they didn't think they had really learned much Arabic last semester because they just partied and had fun most of the time. But they did say that they kind of regretted that and they plan to study a lot more this semester.

Anyhow, that's basically what's been going on up until now. Tomorrow I have to get a blood test so that I'm allowed to stay here for the next four months... I guess our visas expire in a month so we have to apply for residency. 

Some general observations: 
-Our hotel smells like cigarette smoke and body odor
-All food is fresher and more flavorful than in the U.S. I can't get enough of the cucumbers and tomatoes
-It's cold (46 degrees) and probably will get colder and snow. At night it's freezing, good thing my roommate discovered extra blankets in the closet today
-It is currently RAINING. Whoever said that the desert was hot and dry is a filthy liar.
-I need to get used to being stared at.
-I need to get used to people smoking EVERYWHERE. Literally. Yesterday I heard Jordan described as "the ashtray of the Middle East"
-I need to remember to stop looking men in the eye... CIEE told us they'll think we're interested in them. 
-Everyone in the program seems really excited to be here and learn, but not everyone is quite as conscious of the cultural differences, so sometimes I'm embarrassed to be in public with them.
-Oddly enough, I enjoy listening to the call to prayer around 5 am. 

Okay now that I've gone nuts with my first stretch of solid internet access, I'm going to bed to rest up for the blood test in the morning... Plus all of the other scheduled activities tomorrow.


1 comment:

  1. hey I'm glad that you got there intact. And I suspect that I am a big dork for posting this but I am new at this....I suspect that Caitlin Enright would say that she really understands your discomfort at being stared at. I think that she would also say that you will get used to it more than you can imagine now. Way to keep an open mind, enjoy the experiences. Lydia Shaw

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