Unforgettable Week in Jordan: Heat, Tea and the Word I Heard Everywhere
“Welcome to Jordan!” I heard it everywhere. At the airport, at petrol stations, in small shops, from strangers passing by on the street. At first, my friend and I were confused by how often we heard it. But there was something disarming about the way Jordanians said “welcome.” It never sounded scripted or performative. It…