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Published: August 10th 2011
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Dead Sea
Ahh... life at the Dead Sea So I got run over by a car! Sadly I don't mean this in a metaphoric sense, but I literally got hit by a car. I had just gotten off the share taxi in Kerak on the way to the Kerak castle, and as I was walking up the road to the castle (admittedly I was in the street but so was everyone else), I was hit from behind by a car. I wasn't able to jump fully out of the way fast enough so the car ended running over my foot which was bent backwards since I was pushed off balance by the car. As I was lying on the ground, the first thing I thought was "shit I broke my leg". As I stood up I found that the damage was limited to a nasty scrape on both knees and one elbow. Somehow my camera was fine. The worst part is my pants got ripped in the knee area. I really love my conversion pants. Their conversion abilities have already been very useful on a number of occasions.
After dusting myself off, the driver was quite apologetic, but I didn't know how to communicate with him, so I
just waved him on with a smile. The good outcome of the accident can only be attributed to Mom's Celtic necklace that I just started wearing that day and haven't stopped wearing since.
The castle in Kerak was to me a bit of a disappointment, but I must attribute that to my overall state of discombobulation after getting run over. I walked around the castle for a while and took some photos and then came back to Ghor al-Mazra and Tad.
The next day I was going to go to the Dead Sea with Miriam, but her experimental setup had been stolen from the river and she wasn't able to make it. So I just ended up taking a taxi up to the public beach Amman Beach myself.
Swimming in the Dead Sea is quite an odd experience. You can float without too much difficulty since the water is 24% more dense than pure water due to the salt, but the water, because it is so salty, stings like hell when it gets in eyes and cuts. The day before I had gotten hit by a car and when I got my cuts in the water I
Fields of green
Surprisingly large amount of agriculture thanks to irrigation fully understood the idiom "like rubbing salt in your wounds". Even so it was quite enjoyable.
But the best part of going to the Dead Sea beach was unquestionably the water in the swimming pool. It was the absolutely perfect temperature. It was very hot outside, and slipping into the water at just the right temperature was an uncommon joy. I felt such a feeling of bliss paddling around the pool that I never wanted to get out.
When I got back to al-Mazra I flipped over the ticket for the beach, and found one of the most egregious examples of Engrish that I have ever seen in my travels. In a few seconds a native English speaker could have tidied up the grammar to make it sound vaguely reasonable.
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Nathan
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Woah, thank you Mom's necklace and ug, the "Engrish" :)