"The highest form of morality is not to feel at home in one’s own home."
-Theodor Adorno
In Jordan now a week, I miss Gafait and the place I called home for two years. Urban environments are quite different, but the people, regular schedule, work, and quiet evenings are what I miss right now. To all my friends in the Orient and throughout Morocco- I hope all is well and look for me in summer 2010.
Looking out the 4th floor kitchen window at the apartment of Nuri and I. Profile Nuri: a 26 year old Turkish PhD student in Amman for the summer to do research on stability in small Arab states. He'll later be settling in Tunis and Kuwait City to round out his research. I was fortunate to find Nuri like I've been fortunate to have a great roommate in NY. Low maintenance (besides an early morning cleaning twitch), a jovial personality, strong character, and bright ideas, it so far has worked out brilliantly and I look forward to a great relationship.
Or any stay at all. Unfortunately, I only saw the city from the air and my terminal (which is probably negligible) as Istanbul was a transfer for me between Paris and Amman, but the view flying in looked oh so nice and the sea ever so tempting last Sunday afternoon. Perhaps I should have stayed a week before continuing to Amman (I seriously thought about it after leaving behind a week on the French coast, but Turkey is a country that most likely deserves several months to explore.
"..this is why I value that little phrase 'I don't know' so highly. It's small, but it flies on mighty wings. It expands our lives to include the spaces within us as well as those outer expanses in which our tiny Earth hangs suspended."