Ma'in Village: Home Away From Home
I spent three months living with a family in Ma'in. I lived in a two-bedroom, one bath house with a seamstress, her six daughters, her three sons, her sister-in-law, and periodic visits from her husband (who worked in another city and came home when he could). At first I found their sheer numbers intimidating, but after a while they became my closest friends in Jordan and my best support network. I couldn't have made it through the whole 2 years without them!
Ma'in is a tiny little village about five minutes south of Madaba. This picture was taken at the home of my "aunt," who lived at the very eastern edge of town on the top of the highest hill. Just beyond the last range of hills (which are to the west), the Valley plunges off into the Dead Sea. The views are spectacular!
Ma'in is not to be confused with Hammamat Ma'in, the hot springs, which are a huge tourist draw. They are quite a few miles further down into the Valley. If you ask for Ma'in, you will probably end up in Hammamat Ma'in -- I often had a hard time convincing bus drivers that I really meant the village and not the resort!
Ma'in is odd, because it has a really high Christian population and a convent full of Italian nuns. There is a centuries-old church in Ma'in where pilgrims often stop, and the nuns (and the priest) perform services there several times a week. Some Christians commute from Madaba to attend this particular congregation.
The little boys in Ma'in like to throw rocks -- not to harm, just to see your reaction. Other than that, Ma'in is a nice, friendly little village.