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July 24, 2017

"Yes, but it is best with the king."

I asked her to repeat herself, not out of disrespect, but because my APUSH indoctrinated inner nationalist assumed I had misheard. My أستاذة (teacher) was now also confused. Once again, the six Americans in Karak classroom had stumbl...

July 21, 2017

I have now received three emails from the US Embassy in Amman. Yes, I counted because each one comes with a sense of officiality, of importance. The topics are dense, the words long, and what-ifs the standard.

Today, I "swam" at the lowest land elevation on our planet (...

July 14, 2017

Today in class, one of our Qasid teachers was running us through vocabulary words. The order in which my textbook expects me to add Arabic to my personal lexicon strays from practical. I was quizzed over الأُمم المتحدة (the United Nations) in Chapter 1, but learned the...

July 12, 2017

I don't recognize downtown Amman. I can guess when we arrive, the city's two skyscrapers aren't conspicuous land marks, but I don't know the area because it is not immersive. The puns on billboards are in English, the bathrooms all have toilet paper. For the first time...

July 11, 2017

I am learning.

Arabic, sure, I have class 20 hours a week and five willing teachers every time I walk through my front door. But the real knowledge curve, didn't come with an A through F scale. Jordan is teaching me how to adapt. Go with the flow. Instigate conversation...

July 10, 2017

Red-eye flights defy all concepts of structured time. We reached Vienna with brains jumbled and clothes rumpled. The terminal wait took a happy turn, however, when I was given the chance to practice my German with a little Austrian girl. We made it through the greeting...

July 6, 2017

My life has been a series of unique moments: graduating early, climbing St. Peter's Basilica, spending Christmas Eve in a Whataburger parking lot. And then there was this past week, that evening when 19 high school kids sat around an empty fireplace, shielded by a faux...

June 27, 2017

For the next six weeks, my posts will be a plethora of Arabic signs and cityscape pictures, and, I'll admit, I am partial to locales that require airplanes to reach them. However, my last few days in the Midwest, with the crazy cast of characters I call family and frie...

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