We took a short day-trip to Salt this afternoon. The bus ride cost us all of 30 cents each, and it only took about half an hour. Jeremy and I were split up for most of the ride, so Jeremy was able to get this picture of me trying to restrain Miriam in the aisle. Eventually, the assistant driver picked up Miriam and brought her to Jeremy. I was grateful, since I was otherwise occupied trying to sit as far away as possible from my male seatmate.
There's not a tremendous amount of attractions in Salt. Its main claim to fame is that it was the capital of the region during the Ottoman period. As a result, there is a lot of leftover Ottoman architecture throughout the town. It is also supposedly predominantly Christian, but I was hard-pressed to find any unveiled women.
The town is set in a valley surrounded by precipitously steep hills, so all the streets look something like this: going up or down and always twisting.
They have a lovely souq in Salt. In fact, it's the coolest one we've seen in Jordan. That's really not saying much, since Jordan really doesn't have excellent souqs in the same way that Egypt, Turkey, and especially Syria do. (Miriam got really excited when we passed a butcher's shop full of cages of live chickens. I didn't have the heart to tell her what would happen to them, or that the large carcasses hanging in the window had once been sheep.)
Here are more beautiful examples of Ottoman architecture. Some of these homes are obviously ruined, and it makes me wonder why no one lives in them anymore.
Other portions of the city have been restored very beautifully. This section was still under construction.
We had a very pleasant visit to Salt, and the total cost of the trip was about 1 dinar. The city reminded me of bits and pieces of some Syrian cities we've been to, especially Aleppo and (strangely) Bludan. It was certainly a nice break from the big city for an afternoon.