Night arrivals are always fun.

Fly to Amman - check. Get our visa - check. Rent a car - check. Find the hotel that is just outside the airport - check, well eventually. After some looping around the airport and nearby highway, deep breathing some local diesel fumes, we finally established that we'd driven past our hotel...twice. 

But we made it. Tired and ready for a proper sleep. We are headed down the Kings Highway tomorrow to Petra!

Not too many good pictures today other than Tom's intriguing yogurt choice at the Paris airport and the "we swear it's not pork" note in his dinner to Amman. 

Also, Tel Aviv at night from the air - quite pretty.