Standing in front of a Canaanite-era mud brick gate that Abraham probably walked through, our class was listening with more or less focused attention to our professor: "...and you can see the etchings over the archway that were preserved by the--"
"I CAUGHT HIM!!!!! I CAUGHT HIM!!!!!!" Canaanites were no longer important as the instance focus of everyone's attention became Jeff Smith, running toward us with his most recent herpatological victory: a full-sized, terrified, beautiful chameleon. Jeff has been looking for a chameleon all summer, never found one in Jordan, and now, finally, our second day in Israel, he had one in his hands.
He gradually calmed down (the chameleon, that is, not Jeff) as he realized we weren't out to hurt him, and everyone crowded in wanting to get their picture taken with the special guest star.
I'm not saying that 3200-year-old Canaanite ruins aren't important to college students; merely that some things are more important.
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From the cities of the ancient Decapolis to the plains of biblical Moab, the Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan will be my home for the next 3 months. I'm going to the mountains of Manasseh to dwell! Read about Mt. Nebo, mosques, Muslims, Mormons, and many embarassing mishaps in Arabic as I try to wrap my tongue around a devilish slippery language while foisting my accent and bad puns on dozens of unwitting victims. "I'll have fun making it, and I hope you'll have fun watching it!"
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