Karak Castle

After leaving Amman (regrettably without doing much shopping), we took a bus for 2 Jordanian Dinars to Karak. This 12th century Roman castle wasn't much of a sight to be honest (thank god it was only $1), but I had fun running in and out of dungeons, pretending to be a princess and marveling at the views from the turrets. We also met some lovely guards who offered us tea (later we got free coffee from a restaurant owner) and a chat. The small tourist area near the castle at Karak is quite lovely at sunset. In the morning I bought an enormous pita bread for 50c and we headed on to Petra.
 Interestingly, I have noticed that the reaction to women here exists in two extremes. You either get overtly rude comments or you are ignored as only a 'woman' and people refuse to touch you or shake your hand. It has become quite disconcerting.

I am the master of LIGHT!