Brawnlyn

WARNING: This may get a little insensitive in regards to the treatment of animals. I absolutely love animals, but I just have to tell the facts. So if you can’t handle it, read the directions. Have you ever woken up, sat in bed for a few minutes thinking about what you’re going to do that day, and then decide you’re just going to walk and see where it takes you? Well, that’s what I did. I got dressed, strapped on my handy backpack with Simba poking his head from the top and set off down the hill with my camera around my neck. Because it was a Wednesday, the markets weren’t basking in their full potential so I, looking like a straight-up American tourist, got more than several offers as I walked around. They had nothing ... read more

Well this was quite the interesting day I will assure you. Lots of meeting and re-meeting going on that particular Sunday. When I look back on how many things I did, I realize that won’t be able to write half of what happened now, but I will at some point in the future. I intend to take my stories and put them in a book and publish them for my family and children and grandchildren to read, which is why I am being so detailed. I realize that I do not have the time to write most of everything, and when I do, I don’t feel like writing. I have to be in a mood, so this day will be short, even though it was super long and filled with adventure. I will do a special ... read more

I was to leave for the Dead Sea on an already paid tour in an hour and a half at 10am. Ammar seemed like he woke up at the same time, but Jad was nowhere to be found. “Are you ready?” Ammar asked politely as I rubbed my eyes and blinked wildly, again adjusting to the sun. I could only nod as I swung my feet in front of me and tried to stand up. Some night, so simple, so tiring. Ammar left me to the sitting room and called around the house for Jad. I got up and re-noticed the artwork I had seen the previous night, or that morning since I believe I went to sleep around 3:30-3:45. I walked up the 3 marble steps leaving the sitting room and turned the corner up ... read more

The day was hard and long. How could it not be? I left San Antonio at 5:45pm (when my plane was supposed to leave at 4:56pm) on May 22nd and did not arrive in Amman, Jordan until 0312 on May 24th. In my transit to the Kingdom, I had watched 4 movies, slept 2 hours, and had a 6-hour layover in Frankfurt, Germany, which I took advantage of. I quickly left the airport and headed to the heart of Frankfurt just to walk around, catch some cheap dinner, and find free Wi-Fi to let my frantic mother know I was okay. After all was said and done in Germany, I was able to catch an hour nap due to our flight to Amman being delayed an hour and fifteen minutes. Yes, I only slept one hour ... read more