With 10,000 years of history, Amman has been conquered by the Romans, Arabians, Assyrians, Persians, Ottomans, and more... but it hasn't seen Kelsey yet!

Follow me as I live 111 crazy days in Amman.

Saturday, December 22, 2012

Time to Come Home



Yesterday was my last day in Amman and I feel so… weird. I’ve gotten so attached to Jordan but at the same time I want to go home and see my family. It all kind of evens out and makes me feel numb towards everything. I literally can’t believe my semester abroad is over and I’m going home- the reality really hasn’t set in. I’m going back to the world of iphones, having to dress fashionably, being under age- womppp, and always speaking English- boring??. I’m always going to be just another person, having to follow the rules instead of being “am American” being able to sweet talk my way into anything! I’m really excited to see my dog though, and to drink regular coffee, and to be able to take showers and wear clean clothes every day. Besides these trivial things, I’m really going to miss Jordan and I know I will always look back on this semester and cherish every second of it. I learned so much about myself and where I come from, and  I learned such an immense amount about America, the Middle East, and our relations-I am now confident in my ability to truly understand the world in ways I never could have dreamed of without this experience.

 

Yesterday I took my last final, packed-up, and went downtown with Alex to our favorite restaurant- Hashems. Our friends stopped by unexpectedly, and that was when I realized I was never going to see most of these people again, and that’s when reality sunk in. When I went to bed I felt so strange knowing today would be my last sunrise in Amman, but it was a beautiful one. As the plane took off from the airport, the sun was rising, and I caught my last glimpse of the city that has given me so much. I hope one day I can return, but, for now, this semester is the first step of my journey and I will never forget my time in Amman.
 
-Blonde Girl Out

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Wait... I'm Leaving in a Week?

How is that even possible? It's such a bittersweet feeling.

Although the days range from sunny to rainy, and from cold to hot, everyday in Amman is beautiful. It still amazes me how peaceful I find this city- it's like an oasis in a region of chaos.

Lately I've been remembering the most random things about my life back in America, and it's become so weird how extremely foreign my own home seems to me. The other day, I couldn't remember the name of my subdivision, so I asked Stephen, and he said...COPPERFIELD.. I wouldn't have never come up with that! I also had an epitome and I remembered that tater tots exist,like really?- why does that make me so excited?, and I even remembered that once I get home I will have to actually re-learn the concept of charging my phone, cause I sware I've only charged my super-cool-nokia about five times this entire semester.

I'm going to miss the bread man at the end of the road, and the way-too-small cups of nescafe. I'm going to miss the call of prayer, and the seas of hijabs on campus. I'm also going to miss Amman's constant blue skies and rolling hills, and I'm going to miss the acquaintances I've made at the local stores. I'm going to miss zatar, and falafal- duh.I'm even going to miss the absurd and awkward conversations I have with the locals... mostly taxi drivers.

Last week I turned 20 and I entered the REAL WORLD... but not really. I just feel really accomplished! My friends and I went for happy hour at a local bar, and what a hoot... they brought me a birthday roll covered in chocolate.... they were out of cake (: Only in Jordan.

Last Thursday marked the end of Arabic classes... and boyyyyy am I not going to miss Arabic class, but I am going to miss my class-mates! We became a family, and it's going to be so weird next semester without them. After our last class we went to a Yemeni restaurant and feasted, sitting on the ground, on the most amazing food on the planet. I'm thinking I'm going to eat as much Arabic food as humanly possible before I leave?? cause it's SO good. Speaking of, last night was the official farewell dinner... khallas!!! It was actually really sad knowing it was the"Farewell Dinner." I'm starting to get emotional!

Today I took the Arabic post-test, which was the same test I took when I got to Amman to place me into my Arabic class. I breezed through it, and I literally couldn't believe how much easier it was the second time around, only four months later. Now that all of my Arabic is officially done, I have a weekend in the Holy Land (HALLLAA!), 2 exams, and a very limited amount of dinar and food I'm trying to stretch till the end- will I make it??..


The greatest source of happiness I have found through my experience here is being able to speak with total strangers in a foreign language- its a special kind of connection. Sometimes, I find it even more difficult to find English words than Arabic words because I am so used to speaking Arabic- so I'm pretty sure I'm going to be speaking a lot of Arabeezy once I get home. The other day a local woman stopped and asked me directions, and I had a full conversation with her without thinking twice about it. Once I walked away I had realized I just given her directions and hadn''t translated anything in my head from English to Arabic- the Arabic just came naturally. That.... is a successful semester abroad.

-Blonde Girl Out

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Change is in the Air!

Last week, protests consumed the city. It was a scary time- not knowing what was going to happen next, and of course, constantly getting emails from CIEE. Luckily, this week things calmed down a considerable amount, and my colleagues and I are safe and sound- it would have been fun to get evacuated though??. BUT... these protests and Gaza nonsense ruined my trip to Israel! And for that, I'm very mad. It looks like I won't be visiting Israel this semester, but hopefully I can get there some time in the future.

On Thanksgiving CIEE had a big Thanksgiving potluck for all of the students, and it was a good effort, but it was nothing like home, obviously. However, my friends and I had our own Thanksgiving potluck and it was fab-fab-fabulous!  Four Americans, two Jordanians, a German, and a Swede- the perfect combo!? Complete with mounds of stuffing, chicken (# dontknowhowtocookturkey?) and pumpkin pie, it was the perfect pick-me-up and start to my holiday season. From now on, anytime I'm awake, Christmas music WILL be on, and I am so incredibly excited about going home for Christmas. Is it bad I'm already thinking about all of the things I want to eat when I get home?? Christmas cookies are literally calling my name from across the ocean.

Yesterday I realized I haven't taken pictures for basically two months! I'm gonna get on that...Hopefully.

-Blonde Girl Out

Thursday, November 22, 2012

Life's Little Pleasures

In honor of Thanksgiving, I am finally publishing a post I drafted a couple weeks ago! Being in Amman for Thanksgiving is a much stranger feeling than I expected, and while I am very thankful for this opportunity,  and for everyone that has been supporting me, a part of me still wishes I was at home. However, CIEE is having a Thanksgiving luncheon today... and I heard stuffing is not on the menu. THAT, is a big problem... because besides being with family, the point of Thanksgiving is to eat your body weight in stuffing. Right?? I will see how it goes though; I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

A few weeks ago I moved into an adorable apartment in an area of town called Jabbal Amman- I couldn't be more happy! Ever since Alex and I moved into our cozy new apartment, I have been able to start enjoying the little things, and I have come to realize I have fallen in love with Amman ( finally! ). Here's just a few of the the things I love about my life in Amman:

-The warm weather and cool breeze. Being able to open all of the windows in the apartment and breath the fresh air.
-Sitting on the balcony and reading a novel.
-Eating a chocolate bar for dinner.
-Waking up, reading the news, and having a big homemade brunch on a Friday morning.
- Being able to simply use a fridge and do my own dishes!- I hate maids!
-Riding in the taxi with the windows down and observing everyone and everything around me
-Hearing the call to prayer emanate throughout the city and feeling the rush of peacefulness that comes with it
- The quietness of afternoons in Amman.
- Going to the bread stand and buying breakfast for 40 cents from a local, and just being able to say good morning to someone.
- Listening to my favorite music as loud as I want, even country music (:
- Seeing my sheets hanging on the balcony- not having a dryer isn't so bad after all.
- Teaching myself how to make coffee without a coffee maker, camper style!
-The feeling of Fall finally coming, and staying for good.
- Feeling confident in myself, my Arabic skills,  and my ability to thrive in a new city.
- Looking back, and realizing how much I've grown as a person and learned about myself during my short time in Amman.
- Also realizing how much Arabic I've learned,  and seeing how I've assimilated into a new culture
- On a daily basis I get hear new opinions and ideas that have helped me better understand the world and form new opinions

As I said in my last post, I am learning to live a simpler live, and I am loving it. Being removed from DC has allowed me to find clarity in my life, and I have been able to put my "real" American life into perspective. I have realized how truly lucky I am to have my family and friends, and even to be able to attend George Washington to pursue my dreams.

Most importantly, as I have evaluated my life, I have decided that maybe I'm not going to save the WHOLE world, but I am sure as hell determined to do my part!

-Blonde girl out.

Friday, November 9, 2012

City of Lights and Love!

Where to begin... Paris is the most beautiful city I've ever seen in my life. Honestly, what people see in movies wasn't even close to my six days in Paris that's how amazing it was.

The people were all so welcoming, and even though they didn't speak much English, they were still polite and helpful despite many common beliefs lol.

Everything in Paris is just so beautifully presented. First your food looks like it belongs in a magazine, and then when you taste it you nearly pass out. How does the whole world not want to take over France??

I keep convincing myself it's a good thing I didn't study in Paris because I'd be broke as a jokeee! How is a can of coke possibly 5 euros?? is it lined with gold? I mean, it was fine with me because we just got beer for the same price, but it's the principle that counts!

Anyways, Stephen and I visited Versailles, the Army Museum, Museum D'Orsaay, the Louvre, the Sacre Coeur, Notre Dame, Saint Chapelle, the Arch de Triumph, the Bastille, the Pantheon,and some other places too!

Honestly, the best part of Paris was just walking around and surrounding ourselves in the breathtaking architecture. Ok, I HAVE to own a balcony with flower pots hanging off of it when I grow up.. because everyone in Paris has them, and I'm super jealous.

I loved getting fresh bread and cheese and wine and crepes and yatayata .. the list goes on, and WOW. There are these things called croque madames- LIFE CHANGING. It's basically a hot ham and cheese with cheese on the outside and an egg on the top- it literally melts in your mouth.

I loved the fact that every other store was a bakery, meat store,cheese store, of flower store. Is that even real life?? Like where do they get furniture and stuff?? It's a mystery.

We did see where they get their pets though!! I fell in love with a fluffy yellow duck in a pet store... and really, I could see myself living in Paris in a few years and having a little yellow duck to take on walks. How glamorous.

Obviously the Eiffel Tower was a highlight of Paris. No matter where we were in the city, we could see it, and it was so beautiful. I always thought it was stupid, but once you get there it takes your breath away.

My hotel was located on Rue Cler- and it was the most adorable road in Paris... and needless to say, the most precious hotel in Paris too. Obviously.

Stephen and I also made it to every neighborhood in Paris, and for that I am quite proud... I also stopped to look at every single pastry in every single bakery along the way (:  Is it possible to gain ten pounds in six days?.. if it is, I did it. My favorite bakery "item" ( what should it be called, piece of heaven? ) was a croissant with butter and sugar in the middle and almonds on top... I'm starting to consider the idea of becoming a baker and moving the Paris. Good idea??

The only let down from the trip was the fact that the catacombs were closed for "AC problems" and no one bothered to tell me! I walked honestly like 12 miles to get there... Stephen would probably say it was closer to 2, but, it took like an hour and that's a long time. I just wanted to see the bones, I really didn't need AC to see them..

However, little things, such as unexpected dinner companions, are what really made the trip memorable. One night Stephen and I were eating in a tiny local restaurant and as we were getting up to leave, two old men, probably in their 80's, sat down next to us. The man that sat next to me began rambling in French and I told him, with one of my 4 French phrases, that I do not speak French. After a few minutes and a very puzzled and uncomfortable look on my face, he finally starting laughing and switched to the most proper British English I've ever heard in my life. We wound up talking and sharing multiple bottles of wine with the men for about three hours, and it was quite interesting, but very enjoyable. The man sitting next to me kept telling me I need to improve my diction because I do not speak proper English- after a couple hours of practicing I saw no improvement obviously. Anyways, it was an unexpected treat to get to sit and have dinner with locals in a tiny Parisian restaurant, and it's definitely something I will never forget. Moments like these make me reevaluate my own life, and after this trip I can honestly say I am going to strive to life a more Parisian lifestyle. Taking a trip to the bakery and having fresh flowers in your house, or taking the time to enjoy a long dinner with friends, are things that are irreplaceable in life. My "always-on-the move" DC lifestyle is not the way life is supposed to be lived. When I return home, and even now in Amman, I am striving to slow down the pace of my life and to learn to fully enjoy life's small pleasures and enjoy my time with the people I love.


The famous madelines-  the only thing in Paris that's not as good as its cracked up to be

 
On one of Paris's many bridges
We light a candle in Notre Dame with a prayer (:

View from the top of Notre Dame
 
Also, I think it is important to mention I should probablyyyy receive a Guinness World Record award for the amount of chocolate I consumed in those six days, and I'm damn proud of it (:
 
-Blonde Girl Out

 

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Happiness is Paris

Notre Dame

 
Happy Hour every hourr!
Petit Trainon- Marie Antionette's House
Inside the Louvre

Under the Arch

Naploeon's Tomb

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Finally Getting Around to Blogging Again

It's been a long two weeks! Nothing has changed here, and nothing important has really happened. I've had a few dinner party with friends, met a few Americans from other programs, and of course had lots of rude taxi drivers.

Last weekend I took a marvelous day trip to Biblical sites in northern Jordan. I went to the River Jordan where Jesus was Baptized. Now adays people still get Baptized in the River of course, but it's a pretty big deal- the river is super narrow and if you go too far and cross the border, I'm pretty sure the guard with the machine gun is supposed to shoot you. Therefore, I was very careful to just remain on the steps of the Jordanian side! After that I went to Mt.Nebo, where Abraham surveyed the Holy Land, and then to St. George's Church in Madaba which is famous for its mosaics and it's floor mosaic map of the Biblical land. That day was one of the few times I spent last semester reading the Old Testament- and speaking of, I gave up on the Koran, but that's ok. In Madaba we ate the "the best restaurant in Jordan," and wow, I sure thought it was the best because I ate literally four meals.

After that, I was full and tired, so obviously I needed coffee. As I was walking down marble stairs with my hot coffee.. I slipped, perfect timing? I slid down the stairs, got two massive bruises, and spilled coffee all over my pink pants.I've come to learn everything big happens in those pants, so I should have expected something momentous! Despite it being super embarrassing, I have decided I was very fortunate. First of all, because the coffee came out of my favorite pants- thank god, and second of all because it was my first major mishap in Jordan, and I made it out alive!

After that, with my coffee pants, I went to this ambiguous mountain where you could see the Dead Sea and the sunset. Half way up the Mountain I was kind of curious why were were climbing, and when I got to the top I was told its where John the Baptist was beheaded. Fun times!
Me in the river- I didn't feel very holy actually

People getting baptised in Israel

A Mosaic in the St.George's Church

A view from the" be-heading site"?


Obviously I've been making good grades, and obviously I'm excited for Eid- everyone has "Eid Fever" right now. I can't wait for my midterm and paper to be over-with so I can have a break! I'm very glad I'm leaving the Arab world during the break actually, because during Eid is when they slaughter sheep, and I just really don't need to be here to see it. Thanks, but no thanks. The holiday commemorates when Abraham was willing to sacrifice Isaac for God, and then God promised him land and descendants for being so obedient, and he wound up not sacrificing his son, but a Ram instead. I know the three monotheistic religious are all Abrahamic, butttttt, that was a very Jewish story because Abraham was given a bunch of land- land that the Palestinians now try to claim obviously. SO, I'm not overly clear why the Muslims celebrate it, but hey, a holiday is a holiday. They claim it was his son Ishmael he was trying to sacrifice, not Isaac, but, I guess we will never know. I will do my celebrating by eating 5 French pastries a day!

-Blond Girl Out

Friday, September 28, 2012

No, I Don't Want to Marry Your Son


The women here are more on the prowl than the men!!!

Last weekend I went to South Jordan to visit Wadi Rum, Aqaba and Petra. One word: Incredible.
In Wadi Rum we took 4x4 tours ,and got out to climb random sand dunes obviously, and then we rode camels- mine was pretty naughty, he kept jogging and I may or may not have almost fell off. After that we spent the night in a Bedouin camp area, and who knew you need a flashlight for the desert at night because its pitch dark?... It posed more than a few major problems. Anyways, I saw more stars that night then I've seen in my entire life- literally.

The next day we went to Aqaba and boarded these massive yachts to spend the day tanning and jamming to Arab music. We were supposed to be snorkeling, but the current was a little to strong for this blonde girl just trying to tan! Later that night we got to the hotel in Petra where we had traditional Mansaf. Me trying to eat wet rice with my hands is probably the most unladylike thing I've ever managed to do. Southern belles always use their table manners, and if my mother saw me, she may have had a heart attack.

After that the police literally had the street blocked off for our massive dance party, and yes, we had lots of Arabs and a live DJ- they taught us the ropes. Basically, if you want to dance like an Arab, stand in the circle, hold hands with your neighbor, and do some awkward combos of jumps and kicks, and you're golden!

The last day we went to Petra and it was stunning. It was a ton of walking, but it was totally worth it. The Nabeteans literally carved their entire city out of the side of the mountains, and I felt like I was in a weird Star Wars tatween meets Indiana Jones world.

This past week hasn't been overly eventful because I was just going to school- super funnn? BUT, this week I came to the realization that I am beginning to think in Arabic and sometimes it's harder to find the English word than the Arabic word, and its easier to read the signs in Arabic than in English! Pretty cool.

I went to the Abdalli souk today, and that was quite the experience. You've NEVER been flea marketing until you've been to a used clothes flea market in the Middle East, enough said.

-Blond Girl Out










Wadi Rum
Baby camel was thirsty (:

Treasury at Petra

Sunday, September 16, 2012

If Everyone Knew About Strawberry Juice, They Would Appriceate the Middle East Quite A Bit More

Yeah, it's actually the staple of my diet here. That and rice.

My little brother listens to Kid Cudi- and I love him for that, and my little sister tries to teach me how to dance like an Arabic pop star- and I love her for that too.

Speaking of siblings-  Alex and I wanted to watch one of our super exciting pirated dvd's- so we decided to try The Five Year Engagement... who knew one of the first scenes would be Jason Segel wearing an apron with a picture of a naked man on it, and when he turns around his butt is all out?? I mean, I didn't.  LOL.Anyways... I'm sure it's pretty obviously how my little Jordanian sisters reacted. Whoopssss??

I saw a girl wearing Tori Burch flats the other day. No lie- and they weren't even knock offs.

I have come to realize I have to become obsessed with shows over here, because I can't watch my favorite shows outside of the country apparently, or listen to Pandora. Rude. Amman has enough music video channels to keep you entertained for days, but, sometimes a girl just reallyyyyy needs to watch Dance Moms.

Classes here are really, really tough. Even more, being at school all day long is such a shock for me- I've realized how easy I have it back home!

Deciding to live in the Middle East was quite a decision. I miss everyone back home, all of the American comforts you take for granted (aka showers and Internet), and the ease of life. However, being here, has lit an even larger "fire under my ass" to finish learning Arabic and continue learning about the problems facing the Middle East. I came here hoping to find myself and develop clear goals for my future, and after only one week, and I have come to realize the only way problems are going to be resolved is through finding a middle ground, which requires understanding each other. I am beginning to think I want a career in foreign policy making... but, we will see, I change my mind a lot.

Also, I am proud to say I haven't had Pizza or McDonald's yet.
 
This is me and my little sisters!
 
 
- Blonde Girl Out







 

Is It Bad The First Real Convo I Had With A Local Was With A Famous Singer??


NOPE. I don't think so. I went to an incredible concert in the ancient Roman amphitheater and I decided to go talk to the lead singer, casual. Of course he was super excited to talk to us (Alex and I) and he told us "he loves us," but I'm pretty sure that's what he tells all of his fans. Anyways, we started a trend and everyone started flocking to him because the pretty Americans did it they thought they could too. Whatever.


This weekend I also took my first trip out of the city. Well, just barely. I went to the ruins of a Roman villa. The "gatekeeper" was this old local man who didn't speak a word of English but his kindness literally seeped through his pours. He let us into the ruins and brought us fresh figs- He demonstrated the Arab generosity you only hear about in books now a days.

I thought it would be perfectly ok to leave my towel and socks in my locker at the gym and reuse them once today before lugging them home to be washed- bad idea, don't try that at home!


To my astonishment, the "smoothies" I have been drinking like water, thinking I'm being super healthy, actually have a lot of sugar in them....And so do the dates I've been eating thinking they're just fruit?..


I am beginning to make my travel plans for the semester and I have decided to see a lot of places in Jordan and make a trip to Israel! Also, I have finalized my plans for the Eid and I'm going to Paris! Someone make a movie about me, like really.

 
This weekend I am going to Wadi Rum, Petra, and Aqaba with CIEE....140 camels traipsing through the desert. The poor Bedouins, they’re going to be terrified- I'll have to make sure I wear my pink pants or something so they don't sense any danger!

-Blone Girl Out

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Piracy and Falafel: The Glue of Amman

No, you cannot always assume something on the table that looks yellow and spreadable is butter. Because, you know, it could in fact be cheese. WHICH- doesn't at all taste the same while trying to eat a pancake. You also can't assume pancakes are eaten with your hands because all the other food is.. everyone knowssss in Jordan you use a fork and knife to eat your pancakes. DUH.

Living like a local means accepting and embracing certain facts of life: infrequent, cold showers,no AC, constantly being lost, not being able to fully communicate with anyone, and being able to listen to some prettyyyy interesting political and religious views without laughing your ass off.

If you don't know what to say, use the two multi-multi-multi faceted words the locals here in Amman use: yanee, and kHallus.It work's every time!

Today was my first day of school! It was hectic, and awkward. How else. Amman is pure chaos- and not a controlled chaos, no, I mean, like actual chaos. People and cars are everywhere and they actually aren't trying to avoid hitting you, so don't be fooled- it's not like DC. I learned that today when a woman was trying to park- on the sidewalk- and was one foot away from hitting me ( but I took a pretty gigantic jump to the side to avoid the car- and I'm pretty sure more people  noticed  my jump than the amount of people who would have noticed if I actually got hit) Anyways, the city is going to be hectic, class is going to be hard, and the walks are going to be long, but, in the end, it'll be worth it!!!

It's REALLY awkward when people smile and say weeelllcommeee, when they are middle-aged men, because how do you know if they are sincere?? I feel terrible being a "rude American," but I'm clearly not going to say "oh thanks, where's the party? " SO, to all the creepers out there-  you don't need to stare,I already know I'm a fabulous American girl. k thanks.

Best part of the day: driving through town when the Ganta Song came on in our taxi- ( I love you Chris and Sam <3 )

-Blond Girl Out



 

Friday, September 7, 2012

A Glimpse of My First Week

 Lunch during orientation at a local cafe
 
A small souk, souk jara

Hercules fingers at the Citadel

Me at Souk Jara

Fun and fruit lol

Local produce souk

A view from downtown

Thursday, September 6, 2012

You Know, When You Walk into Your House and "Call Me Maybe" is Blasting?

Maybe you don't, but... it happens.

Today I got my class schedule! I placed into Intermediate Arabic II ! So, I will be taking 9 hours of MSA  per week and 3 hours of Jordanian Arabic. On top of that I am taking " America and the Arabs," its a course about US-ME relations, and I am also in Intercultural Communications, whatever that is- but, apparently I can count this blog for " journal entries"... but this may or may not be quality enough for that. Ha.  I'm trying to drop it for the Modern History of the ME course, so let's pray that happens.

Tonight Alex and I had dinner with my host parents and some of the family came over so we played games and ate lots of fuwaka ( fruit). I've been trying to speak Arabic but my MSA isn't exactly compatible with the local aimea, so I better start learning to talk like a local because today I got some pretty strange looks.

Today is the first day I have decided to live like a local... aka not showering. I feel gross. Call me, maybe?

-Blonde Girl Out

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Rockin Amman in My Barbie Pink Jeans

Today was my first day in the city not at orientation, and it was nothing less than fabulous. My pink jeans were a hit.Waking up in the morning actually not knowing how to get to school or not even knowing the name of the street you live on is quite ... exhilarating? haha. Anyways, I used my awesome Arabic skills to get to and from school,and to buy things, no problem. What a girl.

God's grace brought me a 24/7 McDonald's right across from campus. I'm a bint sa3da ( happy girl (: ) Now I can eat my favorite food every single day. I promise to try new things.. just at dinner? But actually I haven't gone there yet- so proud!

On a far less momentous note, during the last few days Ive been getting to know the town !I took a  tour of the city on Monday and  I saw the Roman Herculean temple and amphitheater, and the king's automobile collection, and all sorts of stuff.Amman is really,really,really big. I am confident I will be in a perpetual state of lost for the remainder of my stay here. Literally, every single building looks the same.No matter what direction you look, all you can see for miles and miles is houses on hills. It's amazing.

Cell phone and Internet usage is literally the equivalent to ... I don't know, being a circus performer? It's very frustrating. So I don't want to talk about it.

My experience in Amman is going to be something I'll never forget- I can already tell. I have the most non- traditional, laid- back host family, and I love them to death! I have a hip mom and dad, a 14 year old brother who I'm not even sure is a human cause he sleeps like 20 hours a day,  22 and 17 year old sisters who are literally Arab princesses- they're SO beautiful and funny, and I also have an 11 year old and 8 year old sister who are both hilarious. Another American student names Alex is also living with me, so it makes things WAY less awkward too.

Today Hour, my youngest sister, Alex, and I were walking down the street and two men starting saying inappropriate things to us, so what does Hour do? She walks over to them, yells, and shakes her finger. SO sassy- She's my girl. Later tonight we decided to go furniture shopping at like 9 , and then to get "cocktails," aka smoothies at 11, and they were heaven on earth. But I have never seen so many men in one place drinking fruity drinks... goodgod, it was actually hilarious.

Tomorrow I get my class schedule and I start classes on Sunday! Good luck to me, navigating a new campus with a map written in Arabic!

-Blonde Girl Out



 

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Real Talk- American Media, Politics, and Common Misconceptions

Most people ask me why I'm traveling to the Middle East. My answer is always the same- to improve my Arabic, be immersed in the culture, and to begin my life's journey. I'm not quite sure what I want to be "when I grow up," but I do know I want to help improve the global community's perception of America and its foreign policy. I also want to help improve the attitude of mainstream America, because right now, it's a bit too extreme for me. This isn't a political blog,but from time to time I am going to share some knowledge, share statements I hear from Jordanians, and share insights from my Quranic readings ( I read the Old Testament last semester and this semester my goal is to read the entire Quran)- all in attempt to clear up American misunderstandings about the Middle East, Arabs, Muslims, and more.

I have big dreams, and this blog will help me stay focused during my time in Amman- it won't be all fun, friends, and falafel! Hopefully, from reading my blog, at least one or two people will learn a few things and pass their knowledge on- and even more, hopefully my fellow classmates and I will help shed positive light on US-ME relations, improve the "American image," and form cross- cultural ties that will make a lasting impact.

I'm no expert , just a blonde girl saying it how it is.

1) First of all, I hate terrorists just as much as the next girl, however, I understand what a "terrorist" is, which is something most of America fails to do. To me, a terrorist is someone who uses violence to reach their end game- most of the time it's political, and their goals are outside the normal realm of society, making them "extreme." HOWEVER, I would like to point out that almost all terrorist organizations use words first- people just chose not to listen- Patriots during the American Revolution could be considered terrorists, think about it.Terrorists can live anywhere, can have ethnicity, and practice any religion- and Muslims aren't terrorists!!! ISLAMISTS are "terrorists." Islamism is a very small, cult- like sect that isn't considered true Islam by any means. Why? 1) Islamists have declared Jihad on America, but according to the Quran you CAN NOT initiate Jihad, it can only be used for self- defense and 2) Islamists target and kill moderate Muslims and often refer to them as"infidels," or non- believers, that's right ladies and geltlemen! There are also a lot of other reasons why Islamism is not Islam, but a girl can only say so much. Last thing, terrorists do not only" hate" America- they disapprove everything that is not "theirs,"... so that's basically everyone and everything! America has just been targeted because of it's perceived "bullying" in the region.

2) "They" doesn't cut it. There is a difference between Arabs and Muslims. It's very simple, yet most Americans fail to recognize the difference.Arabs are people who have origins from the Arabian Peninsula and speak Arabic. Muslims are people who practice Islam, that's it. Not all Arabs are Muslims and not all Muslims are Arabs. Islam is the fastest growing religion in the world, and there are far more Muslims living outside the Middle East than within it. In addition, just because someone is from the Middle East does not make them a Muslim or an Arab! The Middle East is home to a wide variety of religions and ethnicities that have been forced to coexist within states because of Western intervention, which has lead many of the "problems" we are facing today. Many nations exist with-in states, take the Kurds in Iraq for example,and many of the unstable countries in the Middle East attribute their instability to this very fact. Everyone wants fair representation in the government and equal rights, but that's hard to obtain when you are a minority forced into a state that was never yours to begin with! Therefore, most of the "problems" facing the region stem from the hostile political environment and un- cohesive societies- NOT Islam!

3) I'm SO tired of hearing statements like "they hate America" and " they hate our freedoms." First of all, who is "they?" It is safe to say most Arabs and Muslims do not hate Americans- they hate America's government and our foreign policy that has lead to many interventions in the Middle East. Most people admire our work ethic, our values, and our freedoms, and believe it or not, most Muslims are striving to be more like us! People are slowly changing society and government to reflect a more democratic structure based upon individual liberties- ever hear of the Arab Spring? Regardless of its success, it is a testament to the majority's desires and values across the region. Most Americans are too consumed with America's domestic politics and are clueless towards America's global image. And yes, Mitt Romney's magic Mormon underwear are quite interesting, but maybe we should start paying a bit more of attention to what's going on in the rest of the world. NEWSFLASH: America cares about the Middle East primarily for its oil resources, and if we left oil-exporting countries alone and maintained a non- interventionist stance - the terrorist orginizations will leave us alone!! However, that's far easier said than done.That's exactly why new projects, like the KEYSTONE PIPELINE, are essential for making progress towards energy dependence. (clearly the Obama Administration is confused in this regard)

5) Women's rights in the Middle East are often cited by Americans to portray the "backwardness" of "Muslims and the Middle East." I'm not going to get too far into this, but I would like to point out that the Quran grants women and men are equal rights, all the while understanding their inherit differences and outlining how their roles in life complement each other. Veiling and secluding women IS NOT ISLAMIC, it's cultural- the practices originated from the Persian empire and were adopted as a cultural norm throughout the region. Oppresion and unequal rights do not originate from the Quran, they originate from HUMANS making the laws for Islamic countries. The Quran makes efforts to emphasize womens' essential roles in the family and society, and it outlines mens' roles to protect, provide for, and cherish their wives. Men are required to provide for the family, so if a women works it's her decision to do so, and she gets to keep all of the money for herself! Most Middle Eastern women chose to wear the hijab as a form of self- identity and pride, and to display their piousness and dedication to themselves and their family. Yes, the Taliban and similar governments under Sharia law are oppressive towards women, but the Quran, from which they "derive" their law, isn't.


6) Last thing! It REALLY is important to understand these basic principles- or else ignorance will ruin this country! During the recent shooting on a Wisconsin Sheik temple,many innocent,peaceful people were killed- it's a tragedy for victims, their families, the community, and the entire country. A WHITE, AMERICAN, CHRISTIAN man blindly committed a hate crime against the wrong "people," and then took his own life - now his military service to this country will never be celebrated, but instead he will forever be an extreme, violent, murderer. This is a perfect example of the reckless and misinformed behavior, based upon false stereotypes and false perceptions, that constitute acts of terrorism. This act also teaches us the" Middle Easterners" aren't the only "terrorists" we have to worry about.... Furthermore, acts such as these stem from a lack of understanding, and a lack of education. People too often believe what others and the media tells them instead of forming their own beliefs and opinions based upon fact- this causes extremism in some cases, and more importantly a misinformed population as a whole. And finally, we have to make progress in cross- cultural understanding as a nation before we can make a positive impact upon ourselves and the global community.

All done (:

-Blonde girl out

Friday, August 24, 2012

Not Your Ordinary Blonde

Hey y'all! My name is Kelsey. I'm 19, a junior at George Washington University majoring in Middle Eastern Studies ( and a Sigma Kappa! Hayyy!), and I'm nine days away from embarking on an adventure of a lifetime. I'm excited, nervous, and absolutely convinced the culture shock is going to hit me like a brick wall- while I am striving to re-live Sex in the City, I have come to realize my life will not be quite as glamorous. Plus, any culture shock will be far better than being on campus and seeing the horny little freshmen prowling around  like they own the place. Infrequent running water, sand-filled streets, and baggy boy clothes aside, I'm pretty positive Amman will be fabulous! I hope everyone back home enjoys sharing my experiences with me!

I'm stocked up on maxi dresses, hand sanitizer, and dry shampoo, but I do have to say, the only thing I'm not prepared for is meeting my mysterious "host family." Excuse me, but last I checked, moving to a foreign country and living with a family for four months is pretty nerve wracking considering I know NOTHING about them, yet they've probably had my picture on their fridge for two months now.Awkward. All I can do now is hope for the best! and pack - I checked the weight of my bag yesterday and it was ten pounds too heavy! But seriously, living out of one suitcase and small duffel bag for fours months is as close to insane as you can get. The good news is regardless what I wear, people will still think I'm cool- because I'm an American!


-Blonde girl out