Unfortunately, the internet cafe is only accessible now via a treacherous walk uphill through a path that is clearly marked but also slightly overgrown. So not as much updating here as I would like, but since we took the path for the first time today, at least we know what we're in for.
I cleaned the balcony and the curtains outside with the hose today, participating in about as close to a wet t-shirt contest as this small mountain town is gonna see.
Jordanian guys are skeeves... they also don't know how to read "No Smoking" signs printed in both English and Arabic. I spent the better part of yesterday thinking up insults for guys with staring issues.
I had a bunch of stuff I wanted to say here but now I can't remember any of it. At least the way down the hill won't be as bad...
...à bientôt.
P.S.: My sister has created a new LJ just to cover her (our) adventures here: http://www.livejournal.com/users/str8ou