Nai on a Thursday

These last few days in Jordan are kind of like a victory lap around the country, seeing how much I can squeeze into a short amount of time.

I would consider a major feather in my cap the fact that I got into Nai on a Thursday night. Nai, the most prestigious club in Amman, is located in the basement of equally classy Howard Johnson. Thursday is the big going out night here. A friend of mine made reservations early, and we managed to get seats at the bar, where we could drink 7JD ($10) drinks and dance to a mix of Arabic and Western music. Only thing is, Nai doesn't have a dance floor - they expect everyone to just gyrate around the bar and tables.

Also, I went with a tiny girl and another two people. This girl, N, drank three drinks and was out of her mind. She was in a lip lock with a French guy with shitty English for about 80% of the night. N also has a boyfriend. After a fight involving broken bottles, we all decided the night was over. To get N out of the club and out of Frenchy's arms, I had to divert his attention by grabbing his ass. You do what you have to do.

Today I am going to try to hit the Dead Sea, which I didn't manage to get to in my travels so far.