First Impression: I arrived at the butt crack of dawn and to be honest, in downtown Amman, I was intimidated by the near empty streets and every second man yelling out to me. My hostel I had booked through hostel world was under renovations so I was left wandering the streets looking for a new accommodation. Nothing was opened that early, to even sit for a coffee and get my bearings. I found… Read More
After dinner I drank tea while they serenaded us with their acoustic guitars around a fire, under the stars in the desert with a thousand candles burning on the hillside.