Ramadan begins tomorrow and the atmosphere in town is tense - similar to the one before a marathon begins as people prepare for the challenge ahead and to purify soul and body.
Amman is heating up and today the Lozenge disappeared out of our door. We found him two floors down, standing in his pants near the road. 'I wanted to get thome cool air in my tummy,' he said.
His wish is our command. It's time to go home for a month. And although we've had lots of it this year...we're still hoping for some sun.
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