Time is flying, research is picking up, and I feel like I barely know what day it is anymore. The latter has actually been a reoccurring theme since I've been in Jordan because the weekend occurs on Friday and Saturday, not Saturday and Sunday (although many non-governmental employees work on Saturdays here too, meaning they only really have one day off each week). I never had to make this adjustment in Syria since I studied at a French language school (IFPO) and they stubbornly kept their Monday to Friday workweek, even though the rest of the country had off on Friday.
I thought after eight consistent months here, I'd finally have this day of the week thing mastered. I don't. Ask anyone who I have tried to make plans with--I just can't quite shake this Monday through Friday is the workweek mentality. I recently devised a fool-proof method to overcome this mental block: counting out the five days of the workweek on my fingers but starting with Sunday. Today is Sunday which means it's really "emotional Monday" and the day of the week I tend to sit down, go through my research notes and pictures, and take stock of the past week and also the week ahead.
This week was a particularly good one--spring has sprung, classes and language partner meet ups are in full swing, brunches and birthdays are happening, I've hit my stride in the Jordanian dialect, I got to name two goldfish, research is getting done, and my dear friend Kristin is in town visiting with her mother, Val!
I thought after eight consistent months here, I'd finally have this day of the week thing mastered. I don't. Ask anyone who I have tried to make plans with--I just can't quite shake this Monday through Friday is the workweek mentality. I recently devised a fool-proof method to overcome this mental block: counting out the five days of the workweek on my fingers but starting with Sunday. Today is Sunday which means it's really "emotional Monday" and the day of the week I tend to sit down, go through my research notes and pictures, and take stock of the past week and also the week ahead.
This week was a particularly good one--spring has sprung, classes and language partner meet ups are in full swing, brunches and birthdays are happening, I've hit my stride in the Jordanian dialect, I got to name two goldfish, research is getting done, and my dear friend Kristin is in town visiting with her mother, Val!
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| Look at all that green! (note: this is not sarcasm) |
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| The Citadel as viewed from the now defunct Jordanian Russian Friendship Society off of Rainbow Street. |
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| Socially acceptable to eat Gerard's ice cream again. It was so good I couldn't stop to take a before photo! |
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| Brunch with Kaitlin, Jeremy, and Sarah |
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| with Sarah |
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| Celebrating Sarah's birthday! |
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| ALysa and I helping Sarah celebrate with SANGRIA! |
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| Demolishing the cake Kaitlin made Sarah |
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| Kaitlin, Sarah, Moi, Alysa |
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| Meet Goldie and Hawn. I couldn't resist. |
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| With lovely new Jordanian friends--Lana and Shireen |
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| Bowling at Kempinski Hotel |
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| Go, Riham, go! |
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| I will never be able to take glamour poses seriously. |
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| Bowling shoes! |
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| Kristin and I overlooking Amman--Kristin and I met in Paris all the way back in the summer of 2005! |
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| Kristin and Val trying their hand at Abdali Second Hand Goods Market |
1 comment:
Love this post! Love you hitting your stride, and also love that you have another friend named Kriste/in whose mom's name is Val!
In summary: love love love.
PS: green looks good on you, Amman.
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