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Published: October 19th 2017
Skipping ahead in the journey sequence. I'm now hopelessly behind schedule because of so many days without internet. The current hotel is one more nail in that coffin. I cannot catch up.... but I also can't wait to talk about the most amazing fabulous surprise I had at my hotel in Amman, Jordan. So I'll jump ahead to that story. Four days ago.
Most of that day was spent on the onward journey, at airports, flying from Luxor to Cairo then Cairo to Amman. I was sorry to leave Egypt. I wrote my love letter while waiting at the airport in Cairo. Then I set my eyes on Jordan and the adventures waiting there. Largely unplanned, without the rigorous schedule of sightseeing I'd set myself for Egypt, Jordan would just unfold
So I'm at the hotel check in desk waiting for the key to my room when suddenly I heard this commotion, voices behind me exclaiming &YAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY &. So I looked around.
And what do I see ...... ALLY!!!! MARGARET BISHOP! STANDING RIGHT THERE!!! WHAAAATTTT!!! WHAT A FABULOUS SURPRISE!!! I couldn't believe my eyes, couldn't understand what was happening but I was overjoyed, over whelmed. After happy moments
of hugging and laughing and exclaiming, I found out that they had come to stay at the hotel with me and were joining me for the rest of the holiday, we would travel together and stay at the same Hotels. I was blown away! Talk about being given a priceless gift, a treasure, this was it.
Having arrived earlier in the day, the plan was always to surprise me. Only two people in the world were told of the plan. They put the front desk staff up to the plot and waited out of sight until he signaled them that I was at the desk. YAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYY ...... it was that Friday afternoon greeting at the Cafe that I was always too early to get. Not today! The front desk guy's face was a treat to watch as well!
With excitement and adventure in the air we three set off strolling the streets around the hotel, finding a restaurant to have dinner. The streets were busy with sidewalk vendors and small shops and cars and cafes and restaurants. We chose one with an open air over hang verandah reminiscent of New Orleans, looking a bit time worn but stylish
and filled with Jordanian diners. And shishi smoke. I'd never have done this if I were alone, so clearly from here on the journey would be taking a different turn. And that's great. Yaaaaaayyyy!
Wandering the streets at night like this expanded my images of how the people live. There's a lot of family activity and a lot of children out and about. Saw no fighting or street violence. Just children doing children things with children's voices. It never felt unsafe or threatening to us walking the streets. Of course some men wanted conversation with these two dramatically beautiful black women but never approached in an offensive manner which made it OK.
Ally and Margaret were show stoppers every where we went as it turned out. And again the curiosity of people was friendly, genuinely interested, welcoming. The stage was set for me to experience a whole series of new and different experiences with my travel companions.
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