Wizard of Amman

What I learned my first evening in Amman:

1) Al-Kitaab (my Arabic book) did not teach me enough, specifically in the areas of taxi cabs and restaurants. Pretty sure I just made a taxi driver's night by tipping him way more than necessary. And at the restaurant I ordered the only word that seemed remotely familiar - دجاج, chicken. I'm fairly certain they brought me an entire chicken on top of rice. It was good and cheap, though.

2) Men will stare, wave, and generally just be very friendly. One of my new friends from my program was with me and his only comment about the situation was, "I hope ladies start noticing me too!" My response, "Getting jealous, my friend?" ;) Along with that, my neighbor on the airplane kept offering his shoulder as a pillow during the flight. I thanked him politely and chose to lean my head into the aisle instead. However, he did invite me to his wedding next friday! Not sure I'll be able to make it, but it's the thought that counts, right?

3) I should not be alarmed by many sightings of military men loaded with weapons. Or even the tank on the side of the road. Apparently, some important official was flying into town today, as well as me. And the military were simply for security. I felt so...welcomed. I just kept thinking, "We're not in Kansas anymore, Toto."

I think that hits the important stuff. In general, I am healthy, clean, and here in Amman, Jordan. I think I'm going to love it, as soon as my Arabic gets warmed up.