Jordan doesn’t celebrate Valentine’s Day like we do in the
US. Here, you will see a few people wearing red on the holiday, and men will
try to sell you roses on the streets, but for the most part it is a normal day.
Having a significant other is forbidden for the majority of people and I
suspect that the only reason I even saw some Valentine’s Day decorations for
sale is because I am in Amman.
My host dad had invited me to a party the night of
Valentine’s Day and despite the steep price tag – about $50 – I accepted
because I thought it would be an excellent cultural experience. The party was
hosted by my family’s church so the 250+ attendees were Christian. The party
was at The Meridien Hotel, with a Jordanian singer, excellent dinner and
dessert buffet, and dancing. Two of my friends, Linnea and Amanda, joined me
for the evening and we all dressed up (still conservative of course). The party
was slated to begin at 8:30pm.
Sidenote: I have come to note that time in Jordan is not
like time in the US. A meeting a noon may begin at 12:30. Classes are the only
thing you can really count on starting on time. Everything else is usually
late.
Back to my story. The party was slated to begin at 8:30pm.
Pre-dinner dancing began around 10:15pm and dinner was served a little after
10:30pm. We didn’t end up leaving until after 1am.
There was another family seated at the table with Linnea,
Amanda, and me. They were Iraqi, having moved to Jordan seven years ago. The
four children were also in attendance, as well as a cousin who had grown up in
the UK and was now working in Amman. When they first sat down, I was seated
next to the cousin. And I could tell I was assimilating to Jordanian culture
because my first thought was, “I feel strange sitting next to a stranger who’s
male.” That realization was weird. Not in the realization itself, but the fact
that that’s how I thought after only being in the country for a month. Men
never sit next to women they do not know here.
Dinner was lovely. I had salad, coleslaw, lamb, rice, pasta,
bread and hummus. Dessert was two different types of chocolate cake, two
different pastries with pistachios on top and Jell-O (Jell-O is strangely
popular here – The Meridien is a 5-star hotel and they served Jell-O for
dessert!).
Dinner
Dessert
After dessert the dancing began. The daughter of the family
at our table was teaching us how to dance Jordanian because it’s quite
different than the dancing we are used to. Jordanian dancing is slightly
slower, and your arms are more flow-y and you use your shoulders and hips more.
The music itself was good. There were Iraqi and Egyptian songs in addition to
normal Jordanian songs. Towards the end of the night I had flashbacks to prom
because they played one slow song in English that I felt was very out of place.
Overall, it was an excellent night and well worth my money.
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