So the next day I went to work and Katja started to get things in order at our new apartment. I went to the apartment in the evening to help to get things done. Thursday passed without major issues... Friday morning at 0900 we expected the cleaning crew (I renounce to the poll here as you know the answer even before I ask the question ;-) Four men arrived in the morning and cleaned the complete day. The floors were so clean that they literally shined!! Katja and I left them alone working and drove through the new neighborhood to see if we found shops etc. Believe it or not we left the apartment and went to the car where we found an ad under the wiper announcing that the store where we always do our grocery shopping just opened in our area! It is some 3 minutes away from our flat! So we went there to see how it was and it is fantastic as it has everything we need! After this we wanted to find "everywhere" (is the place where they sell gaz bottles). Upfront: this was amazing... OK, one step after the other. First step: I asked the clerk at the cashier in the shop where they sell (liquid) gaz. He goes to his manager who speaks only Arabic, but he manages to explain me that it was, right, right left, left. We took the car and...get lost... So we drove back and found some stores. I just entered one and it was a hardware store, shelves and endless things in there. A bit dark and a boy (some 13 years old) serving. I told him: "Gaz?" He: "A, a!" (Is informal to say yes) and pulls a bottle with transparent liquid. I assume it was some fuel or so. I said "La, la" (no, no) and he did not understand. Meanwhile I was trying to show him that I was looking for a gaz bottle. After one minute (in German "Sharade"; is when you try to explain something without words... looks silly from outside ;-) or so a young guy entered the store, smoking. I thought he must have a lighter, and lighters have gaz! So I ask him: "You have a lighter?" He goes : ja, I have one. What is the problem, do you want to fill up your lighter?" No! I want a bottle of gaz!! Oh, he understood and told me to go over the street to the next shop. I go there, ask, no Inglisi...Arabic only... lucky enough a person entered the room and told me to go 100m down the road on the left I would find a shop. Got into the car, drove 100m. There is the shop! He even has bottles outside! I go in: even darker than the one before. The gentleman traditional Arabic wearing. Shelves and millions of things in the tiny room. Outside a car that was covered with chicken and across the street a bunch of gees (we smelled them before we spotted them ;-) I point to the bottle and showed him 1 by stretching my index finger. He started to ask me something and I assumed he was asking for the bottle to exchange. I again show him 1 but this time to show him that it was the first time. That was to much ;-) he was confused... He pointed at my car and kept saying something and me repeating "It is the first time! I need the bottle!" The bottle was in front of me but really far away ;-) Luckily enough a lady spoke very little English but enough to explain that I needed the bottle. So finally he understood, went to the back room and brought me a very new one (usually the bottles look all rusty...)and brought it to my car. We put it into the trunk and he was worried that it would roll around in the trunk and went to find a rock to block the bottle. All this by speaking in Arabic and making funny moves to explain ;-)
Se we went back to the apartment and plugged the bottle on and the BBQ got lit the first time under Jordanian sun :-)
The cleaning crew was still cleaning and they finally left after 5. Katja and I want to the store, did our grocery shopping and went quickly to a mall to have a look to some things we need for our apartment. We came back around 8 o'clock and turned on our BBQ. It was just great... still warm outside, BBQ, chips and a beer. Life can be nice...
We went back to the old apartment at around 2300 to go to bed as we wanted to get up early the next day to hit the road to visit Umm Quais.
To be continued.... stay tuned! Take care wherever you are in this word! Big hug from Amman!
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