One cannot underestimate the importance of a garden in the Jordanian society. For a good amount of the population, night life in Jordan is not about flashing signs, music, or drinks, it’s about sitting on the porch or garden in the evening’s shade and enjoying a cup of Turkish coffee(one cannot underestimate the importance of coffee in the Jordanian society either!)

Personally, I’m more about flashing signs, but even I can’t escape the garden, especially in the summer when I find the most interesting people drinking coffee and smoking argeeleh(hubbly-bubbly, hooka, sheeshah, whatever you call it) in my grandmother’s garden.

For me, there’s also the compulsory picture taking feat(and my teta getting excited about my sudden interest in flowers), and the inavoidable shoe topshots.