The plan was to spend the day at the Dead Sea (Chris was impervious to my warnings that, for most people, a bob about in the water is enough, then they're ready for something else) and the night and following day in the town of Madaba. Everything was all set, but the weather just wouldn't cooperate. I don't know if it's typical, but this past November Jordan has gotten entirely more rain than I would have expected in a desert nation. And the day we hit the Dead Sea was no exception.
|This is what the Dead Sea looks like on a very overcast late afternoon in November -- so funny that there's no flora or fauna in the water.|
|One of Chris's all-time favorite past-times -- sliding on slippery surfaces (while everyone around draws in their breath waiting for the fall that never happens).|
|Here I am doing the Dead Sea Float. You pretty much have to float on your back because getting the water in your mouth, or worse, your eyes, is a terrible experience.|
|Chris cleverly brought a prop -- a Motor Trend magazine -- for his float.|
We managed to outlast the rain, and when it finally grudgingly turned into a thin sprinkle, headed down to the water where Chris, I think, stayed in the water -- and marvelled at his transitory incredible floating abilities -- longer than any other swimmer (floater) that day. I'd been once before with friends and former students Siham and Connor, and remember finding the whole thing a bit odd. But it would certainly be a crime to come to Amman and not go. Yet another unique experience for the books here in Jordan.