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The shekel shack is the worst thing to have ever happened to me. I can have the joy of a lion bar right now but not have to cough up the 5 sheks until I feel like it.

On that note, coke and love nuts is my new favorite treat. 

Alright, enough with the small talk. We all know the only thing I blog anymore is pictures, so let's get to it.

I looked like this for a majority of the Jordan trip

These are my ladies. My lovely lovely ladies.

Ways the student-professor relationship is different here compared to anywhere else:
-They ask the class at large who has to go potty
-They know way more about all of their students personal lives than the students do
-They live with you
-They let you borrow they XL bright red rain coats

That's right, monastery at Petra. Knocking off those wonders of the world one at a time. 

Petra? Check.

I... have nothing to add.

We were at the JC have a thing for storming castles. At one of them Audryn and I found the creepiest darkest tunnel ever. We made it down with the assistance of a dear professor and some serious flashlightage. 

"Chadwick, am I doing this right?"
"Yes, you look like a dementor."

First in three months. I may or may not have saved the can.

"ma na ma na"
 "du du, du du du du"

I love her. I love her so much

You know it's a nice hotel when this is what they do to your blanket 

And now for some pre-Jordan pictures:

Fashion statement. Take it or leave it. 

Please tell me I am justified in wanting this.

It really, really threw me off.

I... really wasn't expecting that. 

"I really just wish there was a waffle bar."
"Um, hey Sade?"
Bliss.

Oh yeah, it's real.

My thoughts on coming home in 1.5 weeks are as follows:

You can interpret that however you want. Just don't make it happy. 

Ok yup that is all. I will see you in <2 weeks. Don't worry, I'm already planning my return outfit :)