lunch break blog time

do you know what blows my mind?
jordanians.

so much here is different. and i know you know that, and you're like "duh laura, youre in jordan. obvi everything is different". but trust me, you dont know.

ive gotten very used to moving, to readjusting, to adapting. to not understanding half of what anyone around me is saying, and being even more conspicuous than i am in the states, and walking as if i knew where i was going, and fitting everything i need into a backpack, and dealing with the absolute ridiculous that i think uniquely comes of being an english-speaker in a country with another native language.

in paris, there's a sandwich shop called "boys just wanna have fun".
on queen rania street, there's a computer store called "square". just, "square".
my notebook has instructions in it: "to be special: never miss a class". thanks.

english is fashionable. here even moreso than in paris. it's like those restaurants in every shopping center in california called "happy eat" and "yum yum good". theyre run by people who dont speak english that well, but know enough to know "happy" and "eat". logical, right? but ridiculous. and i am in a country full of "california internet" and "happy eat" and "square". it makes for daily hilarity, really.

sigh. oh, jordan. it's only week 2.