Park close to our hotel in Aqaba.
Beautiful Jordanian flags: I love flags that aren’t just stripes as I tend, after a while, to forget which country had which combination of colors and in what order. Flags like Jordan's aren't as easily forgotten.
A photo of the exterior of the Golden Rose Hotel where we stayed in Aqaba - certainly not the swankiest of hotels as you can see but it wasn't a mixed dorm at least plus we had our own bathroom!
Red Dunes is an area of soft red sand where we all climbed to the top wading in the ankle deep, VERY hot sand and trying to gain traction by following others’ footsteps as best as we could.
Dominik, 28, is shyer than his more outgoing friend of about 2 years; he, too, loves to travel and will soon be off to visit Eva, his girlfriend who’s living in
More climbing up and then scrambling down sand dunes!
Ben and Dominik in the truck.
Fascinating to see how the desert changed from areas of sand alone to areas comprising a fair amount of vegetation only a short distance away.
|The ruins of what had been |
Lunch prep desert style!
Another guide wandered over to our picnic area to give us all a hand.
One of the few smiling photos I could capture of Mahmoud, our indefatigable guide/cook/driver.
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The intrepid Ben and Dominik atop the rock bridge!
I stayed safe and sound on terra firma!
As you can see, the sun was beginning to set so it made for memorable photos.
In all the many, many kilometers we drove that day, this was the 1st time we saw the sand looking like this, with the beautiful ripples.
How positively blissful walking to the top of this small mountain at Mahmoud’s suggestion to sit a spell and watch the most beautiful sunset I’ve ever seen.