Aqaba – Jo

We talked about going to Istanbul, looked at flights, discussed timing, and then Marion decided it might be too cold there. So I checked Ryanair and booked a flight to Aqaba! I won’t even have to pay the visa, great! The plan of hiking in Wadi Rum didn’t happen because the couchsurfing guy started sending me too many hugs πŸ˜‰ I booked one of the cheapest hostels and was ready to go.

There is no bus from the Airport to the city, only taxis. There is a very official sign outside the airport stating that a taxi to the city is 8.50 JOD. ALL taxis ask for 10. I decided to try and share a taxi with a random person.. and we were told sharing a taxi is not allowed πŸ˜€ We then ended up paying 15 together. Another fun fact: bus prices to Wadi Rum seem to be fixed, but not for tourists.

I spend my few days not doing much, hanging out at the beach, walking around the city and the market, eating and drinking and smoking shisha. The second time at Al Mohandes, I had learnt that only tourists get plastic plates πŸ˜€ I ordered without looking at the menu, and refused the plastic plate πŸ™‚

Taxis from the city to the airport seem to be as much as a scam as those from the airport to the city. Everybody says it’s 10 JOD. There were some funny people in the hostel, one said he walked to Israel, which is a turn off the road to the airport. And so I decided I don’t have much luggage, but a late enough flight, so I can walk to the airport. On the way, I found a mall with a falafel shop, and on the last km on the airport road, a car stopped and offered to take me πŸ˜‰ He was a pilot before and now managing the airport, or so. We went to some office area at the back of the airport, some other man got in the car, to drive it back to the parking later, and then we went to the entrance. He had to check in his bag, but then managed to skip the security check queue – AND pass it WITH a cup of coffee! haha!