The evening walk, circling around the bottom of the Jebel Amman hill through the city's old 'souk' and up a gentler hill and kinder set of stairs, takes more like 30 minutes. Usually longer if I stop to watch things or shop in the covered food market.
Here are a few quick pics from today's walk home.
The first part of my walk home through the old town takes me through the awning fabric part of town. Shop after shop with big open doors and filled with giant bolts of striped and plain awning fabrics. Men on the sidewalk sitting at foot-pedalled industrial sewing machines, surrounded by masses of fabric tumbling in folds around them. Today one of the shops was using the sidewalk as a cutting board, with the ever-present guys on the side offering advice. Love the brilliant blue sheen of the plastic fabric - wonder what it will be used for.
Later, up the hill, I come by the cats - a regular encounter around 6pm. Two middle-aged men who live in a very tumbledown house perched at the edge of a cliff where they keep pigeons and geraniums have adopted a neighbourhood colony of feral cats. They buy cheap ends from the butcher and feed the cats every evening. This is not a cuddly relationship - no gentle stroking or tame purring going on. It is all about a bucket full of meat and a lot of hungry cats. But the humans and cats in this story seem to need each other anyway and none of them mind me hanging around watching, taking a few pictures.
So that was today's walk. Every night there is something worth stopping to watch.
I have been slow on posting these days - I attribute it to heat and dehydration - but another one coming soon about the Holy Month of Ramadan, soon to come to a close.
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