The hostel is inside of a pub. In Bangkok, my hostel was in a coffee shop. I have a feeling this will be louder.
The first task was to do laundry. I had to wear dirty clothes today since there was no laundromat in Amman. Dirty clothes from Jordan are very dirty, so it was miserable all day. I found a laundromat nearby, but it closed in 30 minutes. I raced there and luckily there was a 20 minute "fast wash" cycle option on the washing machine. It wasn't cheap, but it worked. I didn't have time to dry the clothes, but the synthetic materials dry quickly.
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| Local dry cleaner. |
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| $9 for 20 minutes! |
I hung them back at the hostel and went for a pita across from the hostel.
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| Turkish doner kebab pita. Tasty. |
My clothes were almost dry when I returned and I talked to two Americans from Chicago about getting an MBA. One of them had applied at the same schools I had.
I watched the semifinal of the Euros between Spain and Portugal before writing updates and going to bed. Tomorrow I start my last city!
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