Resuming where I left off after my last blog post on Sunday morning, the last two days of class have been quite easy which has freed up time for me to do some other things. On Sunday after class I had a quick lunch and studied at the apartment for a few hours before going to church (a different one then last week). Once again there were a few intricacies that differ from masses I’ve attended in the States and Europe, but the best difference was the singing of the Lord’s Prayer before communion, which was sang slowly over a very methodic, deliberate beat. I imagine it’s one of those you had to be there things. After mass we had dinner (the four of us who go to church), and decided to watch DVDs of Arrested Development instead of the Euro Cup final. On a sports side note, the few times that I have checked up on the Reds have been very disappointing. If I was home the past week would have driven me up a wall; it’s easier to shrug off half a world away.
So Sunday was a boring day, but Monday evening was more worth a paragraph description. Quick side note: my teacher Fatima (f) will apparently not be our teacher one day each week; instead we have a younger doctorate candidate named Nizar (m), who happens to have spent some time at OSU. So Paula and I ate lunch together and as we finished Saleh happened to spot us and told us to follow him. We ended up at the faculty lounge and sat down with Nizar. At the end of our meal, he invited us to attend the Graduation Services that evening with him. So it ended up being Alex, Janine, Mary, and I who met Nizar to go the graduation, which was cool to see, but still a little bit boring in the same way that all graduations are. Afterwards we ate, and then went to a café that had hookah and backgammon. So I tried sheesha for the first time, which was uneventful, and Mary played backgammon against some old guy who used different rules than the ones she grew up playing with. It turned out that this guy was related to Saleh, but then so are 2,999 other people in Amman (I’m not exaggerating, they are kind of a big deal). Oh and she ended up beating him.
The unfortunate thing is that I forgot to take my camera to the graduation, so I thought I’d put up some pictures of our apartment. I personally think we have nice accommodations, but every single other person in our group would probably disagree with me. Maybe it is because our room is the only one yet to be invaded by the cockroaches. But anyways, enjoy the photos and hope I do something interesting enough to read about between now and the next post. (But do expect some good pictures on Sunday)
Also, I added Joe’s blog on the left side of my page today. I’d suggest you check it out; he has a lot more pictures up than I do.
So Sunday was a boring day, but Monday evening was more worth a paragraph description. Quick side note: my teacher Fatima (f) will apparently not be our teacher one day each week; instead we have a younger doctorate candidate named Nizar (m), who happens to have spent some time at OSU. So Paula and I ate lunch together and as we finished Saleh happened to spot us and told us to follow him. We ended up at the faculty lounge and sat down with Nizar. At the end of our meal, he invited us to attend the Graduation Services that evening with him. So it ended up being Alex, Janine, Mary, and I who met Nizar to go the graduation, which was cool to see, but still a little bit boring in the same way that all graduations are. Afterwards we ate, and then went to a café that had hookah and backgammon. So I tried sheesha for the first time, which was uneventful, and Mary played backgammon against some old guy who used different rules than the ones she grew up playing with. It turned out that this guy was related to Saleh, but then so are 2,999 other people in Amman (I’m not exaggerating, they are kind of a big deal). Oh and she ended up beating him.
The unfortunate thing is that I forgot to take my camera to the graduation, so I thought I’d put up some pictures of our apartment. I personally think we have nice accommodations, but every single other person in our group would probably disagree with me. Maybe it is because our room is the only one yet to be invaded by the cockroaches. But anyways, enjoy the photos and hope I do something interesting enough to read about between now and the next post. (But do expect some good pictures on Sunday)
Also, I added Joe’s blog on the left side of my page today. I’d suggest you check it out; he has a lot more pictures up than I do.
Notice my good fortune on the one shot where I aimed high.
Here is Alex holding a gun, which he suggested may shock his mother.
To make the male dolls they just painted a mustache on a female doll. This may have been a good gift for my Mom if they weren't vastly overpriced.
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