My Memoirs - Citizen of the World
My Memoirs - Citizen of the World
My Memoirs - Citizen of the World
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Jerash – The Pompeii <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> East. We walked through columned<br />
streets, hilltop temples, public squares and plazas.<br />
The next morning we travelled <strong>the</strong> Kings Highway, a route<br />
mentioned in <strong>the</strong> Bible, lined with prehistoric villages from <strong>the</strong><br />
earliest biblical towns. We travelled through <strong>the</strong> Jordanian desert<br />
to Petra, one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> new Seven Wonders <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>World</strong>, which was<br />
<strong>the</strong> main reason for our visit to Jordan. We enter <strong>the</strong> Rose City <strong>of</strong><br />
Petra, through a narrow passage through <strong>the</strong> mountains up to <strong>the</strong><br />
treasury that suddenly appeared at <strong>the</strong> end <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> gorge and left us<br />
breath-taken by its size, color and beauty. We continued into <strong>the</strong><br />
heart <strong>of</strong> that ancient city carved into <strong>the</strong> mountains, passing<br />
hundreds <strong>of</strong> tombs, monuments and <strong>the</strong> spectacular Amphi<strong>the</strong>atre.<br />
It was fascinating to see so many beautiful buildings carved into<br />
<strong>the</strong> mountains. It was so unique!<br />
Israel<br />
We left Amman, crossing <strong>the</strong> border by limo into Israel. There was<br />
a check point at <strong>the</strong> border with Israeli guards on top <strong>of</strong> a tower<br />
and some border patrol personnel on <strong>the</strong> ground to check our<br />
passports. A little beyond <strong>the</strong> border, I got out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> car to take a<br />
photograph <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> tower. Immediately, <strong>the</strong> guards pointed <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
guns at me and ordered me to get back inside <strong>the</strong> car. I was so<br />
scared, because it was <strong>the</strong> first time anyone had ever pointed a gun<br />
at me! I apologized pr<strong>of</strong>usely, saying that I just wanted to take a<br />
picture. They remarked angrily, “No pictures!” We continued on<br />
our journey and went through 3 or 4 more checkpoints, where<br />
again we had to show our passports to <strong>the</strong> guards who searched<br />
through everything we were carrying. They found my wife’s blow<br />
dryer; <strong>the</strong>y took it inside, checked it to make sure <strong>the</strong>re was<br />
nothing harmful about it. There was a Jordanian Catholic priest in<br />
<strong>the</strong> limo with us. After we left <strong>the</strong> second check point he said that<br />
it was good that we had American passports. O<strong>the</strong>rwise we would<br />
take hours and hours, going through all <strong>the</strong> check points, before<br />
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