Amman-a get out of this place!

if its the last thing I ever do!-- ok seriously lame joke but, honestly, inner for crappest city ever....Amman! Now there's an award you want to win.

In all honesty Mails & I rocked up tired after our whopping 40 minute flight from Beirut then poor Mails had to pretend to be Katherine and make small talk about Iraq to our driver all the way until the apartment. Ps cheers for the free apartment. Thankfully we had been given the heads up from the seaoned Amman travellers that it was, in 2 words, a crap hole- oops that was 3.

so anyway we dropped our crap and headed into the city. Now realistically its kind of cool having the city over 7 hills and when we headed to the anient ruins where the Temple of Hercules is it was kind of cool. But we were bloody hot and walking down the hill to the souk the only thing that saved us an awesome dodgey kebab shop. Now you've may hae worked out that mails' tummy isn't the best so she was a little hesitant, but that doesn't stop me and Mails isn''t one to miss out. Which leads us to lesson 1- Jordan has rockin kebabs.

all nie and kebabed up we hit the souk wher all i can say is (no not with shame) the scarf tally went to 16. otherwise to behonest the souk was crap comapred to what we had seen before- though we did find a little tat, and you know how we love the tat!

so hot & fucked off we went back to the apartment - you have no idea how frustraing it is getting a taxi outside the souk when you are used to the 10,000 beep beep's of the lebanese taxi's wherever you go. anyways we had a littl egrump on and decided it was time to mke out move to Petra.

Travel Tip 1: when trying to get a hire car, the most expensive hotel in town is not going to have the mos reasonable car hire place