Billardo

Just got back from hanging with the guys at the local billiards club. I ran the table and was officially called the "Wahash" (the monster in Arabic). It is fun to start seeing relationships form and to further develop friendships with my teammates. While a smoke-filled room is not my typical hangout spot, it was fun to try to talk to the local guys and invite them to the class that we will begin teaching shortly. Many of the guys honestly think I am Arabic and often start going off on me in Arabic. When they see my puzzled look, they get excited that I am an American and this starts a new conversation. 

I finally shook my sickness today. I woke up a little earlier than normal which actually helped with the whole headache thing and we helped one of the families that just returned from the States with moving furniture and trimming hedges. Tim and I are naturals and will probably have to turn down hedge work in the near future. We actually had the dullest clippers ever and it was an absolute riot trying to tear these hedges apart. It was fun to begin a relationship with this family and to get to know their kids. After working, we enjoyed a great meal of Red Curry together and heard a little of their story.

Anyways, after the meal I felt ready to go and we meet some one of our friends at the Billiard place. I also finally invested in a "Shmog," one of the Arabian style cloth hat things which I will undoubtably be wearing often. I bought the red and white checkered one which symbolizes Jordanian heritage! Love you.