(^24) 8-9 March – Amman
At last, the package arrived. Receiving a parcel is always exciting and
it was eagerly opened. Not merely did it contain bike spares but my
thoughtful sister included droëwors, cup-a-soup, pasta sauce, jelly
babies and a buff for Ernest in SA colours. Thanks, Amanda!
Off to the bike shop, and although their technology was limited, the
shop was accommodating and friendly. The following day, the bikes
were as good as new.
10 March - Amman - Syrian border – 88 km
All smiles, we continued our journey towards Syria. The bikes ran well
and the weather was good, making pedalling to the Jordanian-Syrian
border effortless. We were slightly apprehensive, not knowing what to
expect and whether obtaining a visa at the border was even possible.
We were thus ecstatic to learn the process had changed and had
become more effortless.
I did essential shopping (face cream and mask) at the duty-free shop.
Then keen to use it, I found a room on the Syrian side of the border
to relax until exploring Syria in the morning. That also brought to an
end our relatively short visit to Jordan.
leana
(Leana)
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