Jordanian bureaucrats are quirky, funny creatures. They all have mustaches, gelled hair, and a cigarette lodged between their lips while they process (and drop ashes onto) your paperwork. The main requirement for extending a tourist visa[1] at one of the local police stations is that you have to work at (more…)
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