Leaving Jordan

Dan Israel (2003)

Getting into Jordan from Israel wasn’t so bad. We were asked some questions, and left the country. Getting into Israel from Jordan, on the other hand, was a rather interesting case of 20-questions. Not only was I asked about everything from my sister’s immigration status to why I didn’t stay in Israel, but I was also slightly ridiculed about why I didn’t have Israeli citizenship myself! (The border guard was cute; I’m sure she was being flirtatious.)

Finally we made it through, and had to wait about 20 minutes for our taxi to show up and take us back to the hotel. Tired, we rested for a bit before heading off to dinner.