The other thing I love about Jordan: The call to prayer. Ok, so that sounds weird, but I love it. I love the sound, I love the fact that these people love to pray, I love that it reminds me of where I am... It's a beautiful, almost ethereal sound. I love it.
In other news, we are STILL waiting for our shipments. So frustrating. Our air freight (UAB) arrived here in Jordan on the 20th of August, and it is still not released to us yet. I suppose I can continue to do without it--I've done without it for months now--but since I know that it's here, I just want it in my house now. I want to know that it's safe and that it isn't lost or being looted. That is my concern. Our HHE and our car....who knows? Devin's gone in a couple of times to the shipping office and politely asked about where it is and they tend to brush him off: "Oh, everything is on schedule. No problem." And the UAB? "We are waiting for the Jordanian ministry to return the papers, and then it will be the next day!" But they can't keep bugging the ministry because they want to 'keep good relations'. Hmmm...I'll show YOU good relations.... Regardless, I would just like to be able to move completely into my house so Peter will stop asking me when we're going to our real house. Any time would be good. We were spoiled in Finland, as our stuff all arrived 2 DAYS after we arrived! In Africa, it was 3 MONTHS before we got our stuff. A happy medium would be nice.