As we made our entrance into Amman, the capital city of Jordan, we were welcomed with views of wet roads and puddles of water giving us a clear indication that it had rained earlier on. The grey sky was starting to disperse in patches slowly being replaced by a blue cloudy one with hopes of a warm sun in the forecast.
Stepping out of the bus, the dampness in the air could be felt as we followed Rod to the open air Roman Amphitheatre. Dating from 151 AD, it was quite impressive to see this ancien deep-sided bowl carved into the hill in the middle of an ancient but vibrant city. Being built to seat 6,000 people, it was still being used today for performances having been rebuilt.
Standing in the middle of the theatre and looking all around me was an enchanting moment. I was surrounded with aged coloured stones each one of them having a story to tell. I wondered what kind of performances the people did here 2,000 years ago! Was it theatrical, musical or was the Roman Amphitheatre simply used for ceremonies?
Looking up, way up to the top of the Roman Amphitheatre, I proceeded climbing the huge steps stopping only when the top aisle was reached. Each step proved to be a challenge due to the steep angle, the width of each aisle plus the height of the steps. Regardless, up I went with a goal in mind!
Once the top was reached, looking down and all around me just reconfirmed that the effort put was well worth it. The view was absolutely superb.
In the middle of the theatre, way, way down, Rod was demonstrating the surrounding sound effect of the voice in between these walls. From the top, his voice could be heard crystally clear. Yelling back at him, my voice was also carried in the air in the same magical manner. We were demonstrating how evolved the people 2,000 years ago were for having built such a wonderful entertaining place! By achieving this, a glimpse of history had taken place!
Thankful for Amman's Roman Amphitheatre!