Minor details conspire against the best of intentions. I love to take and post pictures, however in the rush of packing, the charger for our digital camera remained at home. Happily, Rainbow uses the same camera and I've been able to charge our battery using her charger. Today I assiduously clicked away on our tour of the King's Highway until the battery died. Now I won't be able to import any pictures until Rainbow returns from her day away from camp. Worst of all, I discovered that much of my interest and enjoyment when touring comes from chronicling events visually. The second half of the day I had to resort to taking stills with our video camera - not my favorite.
So, until a battery is recharged, here are a few catch up pictures taken almost a week ago in Aqaba. Sunday morning Justin and Graeme took a windsurfing lesson. Not pictured, but worth mentioning, is the shopkeeper from whom Ken and I purchased kafias for the kids. After the transaction, we asked, "Where's a good falafel place?" He paused a moment then escorted us out of his shop, paused again, went back, locked the door, then led us to the street. I thought he might point us in the right direction and give a short verbal prompt. But instead he walked to a parked car, motioned for us to get in, and drove us to the old downtown area a few blocks away. He stopped in a crowded intersection in front of a busy falafel shop, we said a hurried thanks, hopped out, and dashed to the sidewalk. When we turned to wave, he was gone, no doubt back to his deserted shop. Talk about hospitality. We bought sandwiches for the return trip to Amman and caught a taxi back to the hotel where we collected the kids and our bags then scurried to the bus station. On the bus ride home, Justin, as she already mentioned, held the cutie-patutie baby of the woman sitting in front of her.
Another day of good memories.
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