…why not to write a letter to the King…
Leaving Tiberias, I was close to Jordan border and I really thought about visiting Saudi Arabia. I knew that there is the Saudi Arabian embassy in Amman, where I could ask for the visa. Both ways I considered to visit Jordan, pass the river Jordan, where Jesus was baptised and swim in the Dead Sea.
As I arrived to Amman by bus and taxi, I applied for the visa. I wrote a letter addressed to the King and Muslim Community. The problem is that to visit Mekka I would have to travel through a desert, which might have been difficult to come back to Israel on time. Still I was following an adventure and I really enjoyed the Jordanian culture.
I stayed in a small hostel in the city centre. Everything was really different, traffic in the city and people were so welcome. I even got Jordanian coffee for free as a gift from the shop owner. I was considering to travel to Petra, but I thought it would be better to visit the place with my possible future girlfriend.
I left Amman by taxi, and the driver made me an offer to travel through the Dead Sea, where I was able to swim for thirty minutes and then we traveled to border at the Jordan River. I passed to Israel and moved to Jerusalem for the Yom Kippur feast.