First day in Jordan

I arrived at Amman airport in the early morning embraced by nice and cool morning breeze.I was welcomed by warm Jordanians at airport.At this small Amman airport, I noticed seperate prayer rooms for Mulism men and women. It was prayer time in the morning.
The barren yellow sandstone desert scenery was first time for me, a firm reminder that I've come into a different part of the world.
The airport shuttle dropped me off at a hotel in downtown and from them I took a taxi to Farah hostel at old downtown of Amman. Amman is sitting on a number of hilltops. The cab threaded through narrow streets and pulled over to the road side from time to time for direction from local Arabs who are hanging out on the streets chatting,strolling or simply doing nothing.
After I checked in Farah, I took my first stroll through the lively streets in old downtown lined up with numerous shops and stands on the both sides with a crowd of Arab men mostly in their traditional robe-like garment and women with a hiding face behind their Hijab (headdress to cover hair),I wandered into the Jerusalem Restaurant serving Jordanian standards. I had “Mensaf” –spit roasted lamb served on a bed of yellow rice with a sauce of cooked yogurt mixed with the leftover cooking fat.There I met three hospitable Jordanian men (Joseff, Hethim and Mohammad). They invited me to a café nearby afterwards. This is a very common and traditional café where locals (mainly men) hang out to smoke Sheesha(waterpipe),sip sweet black tea and play cards. It somehow reminds me of China’s tea house except for its simple and plain layout. In the evening,I went out with a couple of people from the same hostel to a popular local café “Al-Rashid Court Café” known as Eco-Tourism café. "Al-Rashid Court Cafe" is on the second floor of a residental building with a balcony that has a street view. Simple and plain looking with vibrant local vibe, it serves only sweet black tea and Sheesha. The customers are a mixture of local Arab men and tourists. At night, I went to have a quick bite at a popular local food court overflowing into an alley near to my hostel “Hashem Restaurant” which serves cheap yet quality falafel, chips, hummus, fuul and tea and bread.
I wrapped up my first day walking back to Farah stuffed with local staples, tea,facinations and ideas. Some of them have run down through my body, some of them are simply overflown out of my mind. What a day!