That is NOT an ice cream truck

At an ungodly hour in the morning Alden has been routinely awoken by what he thought was an ice cream truck. The familiar tune emiting truck was not an ice cream truck, but rather a propane truck.

Also, as Team Awesome warned, Alden has noticed many cars wait until it is way past dusk to turn on their headlights. This makes it tricky for your average pedestrian to cross the street, which is a dangerous game to begin with... The reason? Jordanians are under the odd misconception that using your headlights wastes gasoline.

While Alden has been walking quite a bit every day, he is worried he might put on weight given the silly amount of food he's been eating. This is only a problem in that Alden only brought one pair of pants. For example: for less than 5 dollars, Alden stuffed his face at a random Chinese restaurant yesterday for lunch. The place had a New York Times review from 1981 on the wall, so it couldn't pass that up. This place was just off awesomely named "Rainbow Street," which has several gun shops. (At Jordanian gun shops one purchases bullets like screws at a hardware store- if you only need a few, they are placed in a cute brown paper bag.)

Alden just heard one can purchase old Iraqi Dinars with Saddam's face on them down in the "Balad" (the old part of town). Alden got very lost just wandering around yesterday, which was quite a bit of fun; he will probably do that again today.