As soon as we arrived in Jordan we ran for the hills. The air was crisp, and the flowers were blooming. So. not. Qatar.

Axel talked about the Jordanian lizards more than anything else. He had already been to Jordan and caught a chameleon the last time he was there. Who cares about the dead sea when you can catch cold blooded creatures with dental floss and a stick?


Shepherds and heads


A real Arabian horse grazing? The car must stop!


Nut and raisins anyone?

On our way back to Amman we stopped over at Jerash, a city that dates back to 3200 BC. The major development of the city took place during 90 AD when the Romans built up the city by creating roads and further economic development. At its prime, the city was over 80,000 square meters and thrived until the Persian invasion in 614 AD. The remains of the city were impressive and easily rivaled any ruin in Greece, which says a lot for a Roman ruin in the Middle East. Most everything turns to dust.


The walls were perfect for the kids to run, hide, slide, and run off of. It was an exciting place to explore. Plus, the blonde hair made us one of the feature attractions of Jerash. I do believe there are at least 30 camera phones possessing Asa's dimpled smile. 

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