Thru farm lands fresh vegetables...cabbage, tomatoes, carrots are sold along the roadside. Trucks filled with these same fresh vegetables are passed as they make there way to the city.
Driving in Jordan is not difficult and you will always know the way to "Amman" if no where else. I am headed to 7th Circle which becomes a challenge to find as directional signs are soon lost.
While I wait for my car to be picked up I consume a couple of flavorful chicken sharwmas and a falafel sandwich for about $2US.
Unaware that "The King Hussein Bridge" closes at 4PM, I am stuck in Amman for the night. I spend some time at the bus station being entertained by a Jordanian "Andrew Dice Clay"... "Vodka, Whiskey me like... Disco". I am given a dinner invitation but gracefully decline.
With the show over I hop a taxi with a few hotels in mind. Most too expensive for a short night stay. I have to be at the bus station at 6:30AM. The driver has a pre-arranged pick up which detours my hotel search. Thru a friend of our new passengers I am offered a hotel room and end up somewhere in Amman.
Unknown Hotel Somewhere in Amman
Exhausted, I am glad for a bed and the assurance from the cab driver that I will have a taxi at 6:00 AM for my bus ride to Jerusalem. I am headed to “The Promised Land”.