Five Days...

I beg you to tell me - how the hell am I supposed to wash dishes with hotel bar soap, no sponge, and a kitchen sink that doesn't run hot water? There are currently five forks, four plates, a bowl, and a paring knife soaking in soapy, lukewarm water in the bathroom sink.

They haven't been washed properly since the King was coronated, I think.

Anyway, I went to the little yellow market across the street and bought a green pepper, an onion, sliced cheese, hummus, a package of turkey bacon (don't forget that pork is haraam here), and a palate of THIRTY eggs for less than 7JD. To celebrate all twelve of us passing our morning class finals, I'm making omelettes tomorrow. :)

All we have left is one more colloquial dialect class with Ahmed at 9AM and Maisel's multiple-choice and short-answer final on culture and street language at 2PM, followed by a cute little graduation ceremony in the Wadi Rum Auditorium. Then we get to go back to Reem Bashir's for an epic dinner with our professors! Woo!

Five days.