Conclusion

Jordan is a wonderful country with plenty of nature, history, adventure, nice and understanding people, hospitality, good food also. And I will come back again, will try to do it as soon as possible. Actually most for to go to Wadi Rum, this fantastic, beautiful place which enchanted me completely. But of course, I have not seen many places so those I wish to visit also, like East part between other.

I liked much the mosques there, so elegant and felt like they want to escape or how I can express what I mean. Unfortunately I have not better pictures than only those two.

I was also surprise to see that women, mostly in the cities, are free to drive the car for example, to go alone to coffee houses, to smoke shisha I have seen also.

We exchanged pictures, they asked me if they can take picture of me, then they did it and I took one of them.
 

Have also heard that women can work even if they are married, but she'll keep the money for herself, get not contribute to the home. It is man who take care of the family in everything. In any case it is good that women can work, if they want to do it.

I met also two very nice women working in Ajloun Visitor center and they invited me to drink a coffee with them. I took it as honor or something like that to be invited, because I have read it symbolize appreciation of one person or how I would say. And we had very nice and interesting conversation about everything.

To drive through the country is nice and not dangerous at all as some claim. Roads are good, paved, almost better than in Sweden now where it begin be terrible especially on small streets in Stockholm for example.
On the way to my work there are only potholes, poorly repaired and patched.

As said, the people is very nice and helpful and you felt you welcome everywhere. They talk in calm manner, not screaming loud and so.

Police were nice and helpful too. Only police for speed control where I got fine were not so nice, not bad either, but a little authoritative without to smile and to listen to me, when I asked, why I got fine while the car which was driving the same speed as me not got it. I never got some explanation.

The food was good, but too many chicken we had LOL. I liked very much hummus and yogurt, the other which was good was zarb, Bedouin barbecue. It was also funny to look at when they cooked it. And the tea I got in Wadi Rum, it was so good, but too much sugar.

 

I bought also Jordan pass before we were going and it was good done, facilitate by the arrival passport control, free tickets to Karak and Petra and Wadi Rum and other places too so it was really worth to have.

Airport in Amman was very nice and comfortable, both by arrival and also departure. And they had smoking area which I was grateful for, because nowadays often on airports are not smoking area and it is a little uncomfortable for us, smokers. Our flight home gone via London so the whole day without cigarette was quite hard can I say.

It was very nice, interesting and exciting trip, one of my best travels at all and I hope I got good friends there ☺

Now I have to study much about everything because many things surprised me, confused me, made me curious to know more, so now I have to puzzle all together.

Before I leave this I wish to put here the wonderful poem of TE Lawrence dedicated his friend S.A. and with which he began to write his outstanding book Seven Pillars of Wisdom. 

"Speculation surrounds the book's dedication, a poem written by Lawrence and edited by Robert Graves, concerning whether it is to an individual or to the whole Arab race. It begins, "To S.A.", possibly meaning Selim Ahmed, a young Arab boy from Syria of whom Lawrence was very fond." - source Wikipedia
(In my eyes I would dedicate it to Wadi Rum, the whole is as a monument ☺ )

(translation is my own from Swedish language because I have the book only in Swedish and hope I translated it quite good)

The title comes from the Book of Proverbs, 9:1: "Wisdom hath builded her house, she hath hewn out her seven pillars" 
(King James Version)

I held you in love; with these human waves in my hand

I wrote in the sky with stars my decision

To give you freedom, a temple with seven pillars

that your eyes might shine on me,

When I came.

My slave on the road was called Death; When I caught up you

and saw you wait,

Then you smiled; and with sadness saturated envy races he outran

and brought you away 

Into his stillness.

By the journey exhausted love searched your body, a brief reward,

our for the moment,

Until the earth's hands caressed your figure

and blind worms saturated itself

Of the dust.

They asked me to build our masterpiece, an inviolate sanctuary,

a memory, consecrated you.

For more dignified care, I smashed it, half-finished, and now

Small insects crawling up to find their nests

in a deformed shadow

Of your gift.