I went all the way from Amman to the Israeli border this morning, my taxi driver going like a maniac (even more so than normal), only to find out that the border is closed at 11 on Shabbat. I did think of this and looked it up in my book beforehand, but the information was old and things seem to change unexpectedly in this part of the world. So, the border was closed, and there is apparently nowhere to stay in the vicinity. Back in another taxi, paying the exorbitant fee again, and back to Amman. I go back to the same hotel, which was quite serviceable last night, but they are full. They offer me a tent on the roof, which has the advantage of being both cheap and airy. I slept with the window open last night, so it shouldn’t be a significant difference. Anyways, I’ll get to Jared tomorrow, and have another good story about borders and bureaucracy to tell. Now I need to figure out what to do for a day; I’m sort of ruined and mosqued out. Maybe there’s a theater in town showing The Dark Knight…
ed sable
Keep going East into Iran.Visit my home base near Ahwaz in the South.Also my last six months in Teherean at Camp Amirabad…enjoying your website every day.Stay well
laurie levinger
josh josh josh, what’s a nice jewish boy like you doing traveling on Shabbat anyway?
great story, thanks for the call,
love, mom
Jan
Forget what your grandfather just said. He played ping-pong with the Shah, things are just a bit different over there now.
Glad to hear you made it to Bethlehem. Enjoy meeting Jared’s friends and life in Bethlehem. Good luck with the Indian visa issue.
ed sable
Looks like I hit a brick wall.Have had no commentary since the wild ride to the Israeli border…Understand you have joined up with Jared….