We began my journey to Jordan in August of 2012. Being a little nervous for this particular adventure, the team of Candy, Cedric and I turned down a fantastic opportunity in Chicago. It was heads or tails decision.
The final decision was to take the Jordan Gig, I mean who gets to work for a king and Queen? This was exciting and hey this is life, you only live once. Right?
Coming from a non profit organization (Second Harvest Food Bank) this would be literary going from fathom to feast. Working with the utmost unfortunate barely receiving a meal a day to working and cooking for the King and Queen of Jordan.
This was to be one of many cultural adventures that the entire family had to endure. Were we crazy?
For 10 year old Cedric it would be starting over in unfamiliar waters starting a new school so he was enrolled in the Modern American School, a school for rich Jordanian kids who wish to excel in English. It was a challenge at first but he eventually fit in, he is the little politician.
For Candy her challenges were more personal. I thought Candy was a great driver and by right she never had an accident (Knock on wood) I don't think my Candy was happy, this adventure was a little over the edge. 2 accidents with Jordanian men who know no English, and this was the first week we arrived. Poor Candy. When you get into an accident, the person in blame must pay a 45JD and wait for the police. This 45JD is proof of innocence. Candy is a trooper going thru this. New land, New Culture and customs. Proud of you Mummy!
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