I am damn glad that Ramadan is over now. In Jordan, it is indeed hard to find a restaurant during the day, even bread; I usually only had shredded flatbread from the day before in my backpack. Buses also run less frequently, hardly at all on Fridays, opening hours are shorter and unpredictable, in sha’Allah.
As of last night, all that is over. The first indication of the end was the traffic jam I got stuck in on the way to the Egyptian embassy. In the bazaar, crowds with bulging plastic bags crowded in to do the big shopping for the festival, which drags on for days, like Christmas at home. Finally, in the evening, the streets are full, the mood is cheerful, people congratulate each other on the end of the fast.
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Backpacking trip Middle East and Caucasus 2008
Petra
Wadi Rum
Dana
Karak
Jerash
Desert Castles in Jordan
Dead Sea and Madaba