TRAVEL DIARY: AMMAN
(Photos taken by myself)
What I'm wearing: (Peplum top: Zara, Lace Blouse: Zara, Sequin Jacket: Zara, Purse: Zara, Shoes: Zara, Pants: Asos)
As avid readers of roxthefox since inception, you may recall that last Christmas I went all Julia Roberts (a la Eat Pray Love) and travelled to the Middle East in a quest to find thyself and explore the meaning of life. Instead, I found Pizza Chips.
The 2.5 week vacation included an exploration of Jordan, Jerusalem and Istanbul. Needless to say, this trip changed my entire perspective of life. In fact, the trip was so profound that it caused me to take a 2.5 month break from my blog, which was already in its infancy, and caused me to re-evalute life. Alas, it wasn’t long after that I found myself sucked back into the vortex of the shallow, self-absorbed, non-sentimental North American society, which ultimately led to my return to blogging, and subsequently, your lives were once again complete.
Five months later, I have finally gotten the opportunity to share some of my trip photos with you. Now, I won't share all of the pictures from the entire trip because we're heading into summer, and it would not be appropriate, as a fashion blogger, to post winter looks, right? Right. But I shall still post a few, only to honors those readers with reverse flushing toilet capabilities (see: Australia), who are currently enjoying Fall in their respective hemisphere.
So without further ado, stop no. 1: Amman, Jordan. After nearly 30 hours of soul numbing travel time, my sisters (photographed above in black and yellow attires) and I finally arrived in Jordan to discover a fairly flat and surprisingly green (for December anyway) landscape. Hailed as the capital city of Jordan, Amman is most famously known for its Roman ruins and the amphitheater. I maintain that, if you've driven in a Middle Eastern country, and have made out alive, you have sufficiently cheated death, a la Final Destination (3D of course!) and therefore, have performed one of the most dangerous stunts in the world. There are no road rules, no stop lights, no concept of traffic lanes, and horns ablazing. A world of chaos, so different than my own, yet so enthralling.
The Amphitheater in Amman was what the Acropolis wasn't: overwhelming. Amman was sieged by various powers of civilizations, including the Romans, who left behind many beautiful monumental ruins in the city. The theatre was built during the reign of Antonius Pius and was one of the most exhilaration experiences to face ancient humanity and explore this untapped treasure. This led to a great length of contemplation on by behalf (see photographs of me contemplating above).
The downside? The food was terrible. Sorry guys, I want to be inclusive, I really do, but my taste buds are whiny, high-maintenance bitches that are only satisfied with food of the spicy variety. I found myself indulging in the said Pizza Chips for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I believe this package of potato goodness contained all the answers that I was searching for. So much so, that I harassed Lays Arabia for 3 months after returning to Canada to mail me the said potato chips. How could God introduce the most delicious snack in my life, only to take it away from me due to geographical barriers? Long story short, Lays Arabia caved in to my desires, and the chips are now making their way to Canada.
Between exploring the beautiful Roman ruins, and experiencing a new culture, Amman was one of the most exhilarating experiences of my life. Although, it was probably was not the wisest idea to walk through a crowded Souk in printed jacquard pants, and sequin jackets in a modest Middle Eastern city. This sparks an entire 'Inappropriate Outfits for the Middle East' series, where printed pants, sequins, runway pant suits and capes galore! And guys, I don't normally pose like I've got scoliosis or a hernia in my vacation photos, but I was fully aware that these would end up on my blog at some point, so I had to adhere to the standard.
Although this was a trip of the soul-searching variety, one must always maintain chicness. Come on, we can still continue to have pensive and philosophical monologues in historical and spiritual cities whilst wearing printed jacquard pants, peplums and sequin jackets, right? Right.