He boldly stated, "Backstreet Boys and Avril Lavigne." I stood their, bewildered and befuddled at the heresy that was spoken in my presence. We all had a good laugh, and I tried to convey to him how ridiculous his thought was. In the end, it was not so much about the artist but having a good time holding firm to our individual convictions. It will have to remain a running joke for the duration of my time in Jordan, and who am I kidding, for a while longer because you just cannot bash on Coldplay while claiming allegiance to Backstreet and Avril.
And this morning we played basketball on the black top. The rims we played on were 9.5 feet so it was fun trying to throw down on the young Aqabawis. Honestly, I was rim checked just about every time. And most of the young guys have definetly played to much NBA Jam or watched to many All-Star game highlights for their own good. You never really know when, where, or how a shot is going to be put up when playing with the local guys. It is a hilarious time. Again, it was fun seeing different relationship come to fruition, even those with the guys from the team.
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