I'm leaving for Amman tomorrow. Though financially speaking, taking a trip isn't the brightest move I could make, but it's one of those things that has to be done. Today was my last day teaching till I get back; I tried my best to get all of the translation work out of the way, but it seems that I'll be taking some work with me. I am so looking forward to getting away, away from the routine. I also can't wait to get out of this year. Yes, even though it wasn't all bad, most of 2006 did suck for me. I don't remember having such a lousy year in... well, I think 1999 came close...
Anyhow, this week was particularly insane. One incident that particularly pissed me off was getting my visa. I had called the Jordanian consulate last week to schedule an appointment. The consul told me to call the following week. I reminded him that this was the week I'd be travelling, but he assured me not to worry. Ok, fair enough.
So I called back on Monday from work when I had a break. I explained to the guy who I was and that I had called on the previous week and that I'd like to make an appointment. So the guy says: "Come now". I explain to him that I am at work, that I work at a school and that there's a group of kids expecting me to open the door to their English classroom in 5 minutes...short notice to get a substitute... I offer to come after work, when I finish at 2. He explains that he only works till noon (how nice). Luckily on Tuesdays, I have a free period and since the consulate isn't too far from where I work, 10:30 on Tuesday works. I explain to him that I'll only have an hour and will have to get back to work. He assures me not to worry.
Tuesday, right after teaching a class, I rush to the consulate. I arrive there at 10:25. I enter the building, walk upstairs and ring the bell. A woman opens the door and explains to me that the consul hasn't arrived yet. She gives me a form to fill in. I do so and hand it to her along with my passport. She tells me to wait in the hall. After 20 minutes of waiting for him to show up, I was pissed off something fierce. Why the hell even bother to make an appointment then?!! Finally he shows up at 10:55... I was desperately trying to keep my cool, as he took his sweet time... I couldn't help but think to myself: "Nice that you only work till noon....and get to work at 11..." ... He asked me why I was so nervous... I explained that I was late for work...His response? "That's not my problem!" I couldn't believe it! Not my problem? No, idiot! But it's your fault! (Ok, I didn't say that as he still had my passport in his hands)Seriously, though, is this guy for real? On top of everything, he was extremely rude and arrogant the entire time. Not very diplomatic at all.
The guy totally stressed me out!
Ok, enough about that...
On a brighter note, this year I will be spending New Year's in Amman. It'll be my 1st New Year's outside of Slovenia in 10 years. Though I must admit, Ljubljana is beautiful this time of year. Just like something out of a fairy tale. The only thing missing so far is the snow. Here are some pics I managed to take this evening while running some last-minute errands.