I lived in Amman a little more than 3 years and I could say that Jordan was a little bit of everything.
My first year was horrible, all I wanted was to go back home, i lived in other countries but it was my 1st time in a Middle Eastern country. Seriously speaking, people had staring problems: both men and women, the place was uncomfortably hot since i come from a city where the temperature only reaches as high as 28 degrees, work was too taxing (i'm diligent by nature and unlike East Asians, competition at work did not interest Jordanians too much), yelling, my goodness, yelling, people only think i can say two words... "ni hao", the food.. ugh! and despite other people's kindness, there were just so many issues in between about living in Amman.
Thankfully, I had good people around that even with my obvious hate towards everything, they were too patient and adjusted themselves to my "foreigner attitude," adjustment, so to say. Then my second year in Amman became more bearable. I appreciated how Jordanians did not believe in the word "grudge," and how Christians and Muslims are capable of a harmonious relationship through mutual respect and acceptance. I never really thought that was possible until I came to Jordan. I also began to explore the country and its beautiful places. I started appreciating the culture, the people and the country, as a whole. I realized that Jordan was not limited to my working environment and the "balad," which I only visited twice in my entire stay. It is a country with good people who have a very rich history. I discovered kunnafeh, makloobah and kabseh. I saw Jordan in a whole new light and I started having a different impression of everyone.
My last year was extremely heartbreaking, just when I was comfortable, my contract ended and I had to go home (forced). I gained so many friends during my stay in Jordan, people thought i was Jordanian because i spoke and understood Arabic unlike some of my colleagues, i became a regular piper (a self-confessed shisha fan) at my favorite cafe, i worked til 5 to be seen at the mall right after work, i knew all the streets around Amman and i always had weekend invitation for lunch at my sisters' homes (yes, im a nurse), who already called me family.
Amman has officially become my 2nd home and it will always be. I wish to return this year to visit my Jordanian families who have adopted me.
Jordan is a little bit of everything but mostly it is home.