I had a fun little field trip today. Dr. Johnson took a few of us into Wadi Musa to see the Spring of Moses. Yes, the rock that Moses struck and water flowed from it for the children of Israel (Numbers 20:11). Who knows if that’s the real one, but it is a spring that flows out from under the rock, and it’s in the general area where it happened. Just like how the Garden Tomb in Jerusalem may not necessarily be the real tomb of Christ, yet that’s the accepted tradition and it makes it a special, sacred place.
The spring isn’t really that sacred… There’s graffiti on the walls and tons of gift shops outside (“We have good gifts! No charge for look!”). But it was still cool to see. This spring is the one that gives Wadi Musa all of it’s water. It’s interesting how a small spring can bring so much greeness and life. We got there the same time as an Italian tour bus, and it was quite interesting seeing them descend on the place like a flock of pigeons, bustling about, snapping photos, and cooing to each other, then just as sudden as they had come, they flew back to their bus, and drove off.
Then we went to a baklava shop… Huzzah! The old man there didn’t speak English. Well, he knew a couple words, but basically none. He was so nice!!! And he was sooo excited that I could speak Arabic! I was giving him my order and picking out my box of baklava (which is about the most delicious thing in the world), and he kept making me try all these other things they had—and I never turn down a free sample ;). He told me he was from Cairo (hence why he could understand me so well, since I know the Egyptian dialect) and then I helped the others girls get their boxes and helped some people from Australia get their tea. It was really fun. And the other, younger guy that worked there was hitting on Jordyn the entire time, joking about going to America with her. She had no idea what was going on and just stood there looking confused and slightly bewildered the whole time, haha. But I really enjoyed talking with the old man!!! It was fun usuing my Arabic, and I could understand him. It was great =]
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