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Abu Tommy And The Hubbly Bubbly

4 min read

Ever feel outnumbered? I don’t mean to sound like too much of a Western chauvinist, but on my Royal Jordanian flight to Amman I was definitely the outsider. My clothes, fair hair and blue eyes clearly set me apart from a sea of dark complexions and darker beards. Not that anyone else seemed to give a damn. They weren’t alarmed about my copy of Chicken Soup for the Soul.  Or even when I started humming, “Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head”. No one looked at me funny or reported me to the flight crew for being too white. Although they probably should have.

Tell The King We Don’t Want His Chopper!

Tell The King We Don’t Want His Chopper!

5 min read

I love most places I travel. Everything is a discovery - the food, the people, the sights… and the sites.

Jordan is just that kind of place – incredible, cinematic deserts; big, dramatic Crusader Castles, well preserved Roman ruins – better than what you’ll find in Europe.