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Endless Mountain Staircases…

Steps to apartment homes
Steps to apartment homes

The city of Amman is built on seven mountains. And the word mountain means mountain – not a hill! Many years ago I saw Andorra from the top of nearby mountains as the car headed downward on steep windy roads. Andorra is a little country tucked between Spain and France, I was astounded by the verticalness of the buildings constructed on the side of a mountain, nearly 90 degrees. Amman is even more vertical than Andorra. I have never seen, or walked, so many 95 degree stone staircases and stairwells in my life. It is impossible to get from one destination to another without trekking up and down millions of steps. The residents here undoubtedly have the strongest thighs and lower backs in the world. The photograph above is one of the staircases that provides residents access to their homes on the opposite side of my mountain. The residents, from babies to great grandparents, climb hundreds of steps daily just to get to the street above or below their home.

The walls of the buildings that line the staircases are spotted with assorted graffiti expressing everything from short thoughts to more complex issues about Jerusalem and Palestine.

When I leave my apartment I usually walk up a sidewalk with a hefty incline to Paris Circle. After passing the water shop, I usually say hello to Ibraheem, whose family business is the flower shop nearby.

Water shop and flower shop, Paris Circle
Water shop and flower shop, Paris Circle

Today Zohreh, Randall, David and I trekked to the Shoman Foundation’s Darat Al Funon, an arts and culture center with a terraced cafe.

Fulbright peeps at Darat al Funon terrace
Fulbright peeps at Darat al Funon terrace
Darat al Funon, terrace cafe
Darat al Funon, terrace cafe

While drinking my mini-cup of thick coffee grounds and sugar I saw the artist I met recently, Mohammad Abu Aziz drinking coffee and was introduced to his artist friend, Iyad Kan’aan.

Muhmmad Abu Aziz and Iyad Kan'aan, local artists
Muhmmad Abu Aziz and Iyad Kan’aan, local artists

Both Muhammad and Iyad have absolutely gorgeous and profound art.
You might want to take a look at it yourself here:

Iyad:  www.iyadkanan.com  and
https://www.facebook.com/iyad.kanan?fref=pb&hc_location=profile_browser

Muhammad: https://www.facebook.com/muhammad.abuaziz

On our walk home we saw Fulbrighter Matt on the balcony of another coffee shop. We stopped to say hello and proceeded down the tile and stone sidewalk, window shopping.

Matt and friend
Matt and friend

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Fifty years ago, the Jabal Al-Weibdeh neighborhood area was considered the most stylish and upscale place to live in all of Amman. As far as I’m concerned, it still is. The historic arabesque architecture, and the multitude of cafés, shops and cultural centers are in direct contrast to the newly built “upscale” neighborhoods that have popped up throughout Amman.

Muhammad and Iyad invited me to meet with them at the Jabel Knowledge Culture (art gallery and cafe) at nine that night. Jadel is one of the oldest buildings in Amman, hidden away in one of the many dimly lit excessively long stairwells. Unsure as to whether or not I was taking the right staircase (in the dark they all look the same), I stopped at a barber shop and requested directions. Not knowing how to speak Arabic, or the exact name of the place, I returned to the barber shop twice after heading out to re-review my directions. The third time that I returned to the barber shop I decided to get my hair cut. I asked the barber for a trim by using hand gestures. He refused by using hand gestures and holding up an electric razor. Unless I wanted a buzz cut, I was in the wrong place. Thanking him for his time I headed off to another stairwell and eventually ended up at Jabel Knowledge/Culture.

After meeting Muhammad in Jabel/Knowledge and looking at the current exhibition of paintings by a Syrian woman we walked downtown to the oldest hookah lounge in Amman, secreted away at the top of a multitude of well worn stone steps with sawdust scattered on them. The lounge is in one of the oldest buildings in Amman.

Jabel Knowledge Culture Center
Jabel Knowledge Culture Center

When I entered the lounge I noticed I was the only female in the room, but my presence didn’t seem to bother anyone. Iyad showed up and we smoked hubbly bubbly, drank mini cups of thick, black coffee and talked about the important aspects of life:  art.

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Orientation week

Hello to everyone!

1 Amman
1. Amman, view from hotel
2. Al Qasr Metropole Hotel view
2. Al Qasr Metropole Hotel view

Hello!

Since arriving in Amman on the 23rd and until a few days ago, I was staying in the AlQasr Metropole Hotel. Breakfast there was exotically delicious.

3. AlQasr Metropole breakfast
3. AlQasr Metropole breakfast

On September 30th, I rented a magnificent apartment in Jabel Al Weibdeh with a wonderful view of the Old Citadel. (Photos 4,5,6).

Entrance to apartment
4. Entrance to apartment
Living room view of old Citadel
5. Living room view of old Citadel
6. Sitting room in apartment
6. Sitting room in apartment

This past week we attended meetings during the mornings at the Fulbright House.

7. Fulbright House
7. Fulbright House

The information that was presented pertained primarily to social customs.

8. Fulbright House training
8. Fulbright House orientations

What did I learn? A lot. I developed a deeper understanding of the reasons certain social customs exist, primarily for strengthening the welfare and advancement of extended family. I’ll explain more about this at a later date, suffice it to say for now, the family works as a unit and each member’s behavior reflects on the economic and social advancement of the family.

On the walk to the Fulbright House we pass a city park that houses peacocks, chickens and various types of birds.

9. City bird park
9. City bird park

In the afternoons we were transported to various circles in Amman to see apartments for rent.

10. Fulbright group viewing apartments
10. Fulbright group viewing apartments

On the very first night I arrived, the 23rd, I smoked my first hubbly bubbly – watermelon flavored! It was good to puff on but too strong to inhale. The patrons at the cafe were primarily women, dressed in their best long black dresses (decorated with white beads on the neckline and shoulder areas). Hubbly bubbly (hooka) cafes appear to be the “in” place for women’s night out.

12. hubbly bubbly and capaccino
12. hubbly bubbly and capaccino

The second night, a few of the Scholars (Angela and her husband Stephen, Zohreh, David and I), ate dinner in the restaurant on the roof of the hotel.

14. Stephen, Zoreh, David, Suzie, Angela
14. Stephen, Zoreh, David, Suzie, Angela

The following are more photos taken during our orientation week: