Oh rats!!
We have been stopped by the police almost every time we go to Amman, but when they see we're Americans and they can't speak English they don't bother with us--they just say "welcome to Jordan" and wave us on. Today our luck ran out. We got a patrolman who could speak English AND he knew the law. He told us we can't drive in Jordan with our American driver's license. Lynn huffed and puffed and I phoned our lawyer, but it didn't do any good. They confiscated his license and told him to go to headquarters in Balila the next day (where is Balila?). "Welcome to Jordan!"
Fortunately we found Balila.
The police station is at the top of the hill.
The police station is at the top of the hill.
The missionaries have been here for 25 years and nobody has ever been stopped and asked for their drivers' license. In fact we were told we didn't need to get a local license. Our Jordanian lawyer, Raed, didn't even know about the law.
So the Tolleys were selected to "take one for the team" and pay a big fine. We're glad we didn't have to go to jail. Raed will take the couples to get their Jordan drivers' licenses on Monday. Hope we don't get into trouble between now and then. And we hope they don't make us take Jordan drivers' training--now that's a scary thought!!
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