In Syria we had noticed quite a few pictures of the monarch & his father in various poses, statues & mosaics & it was the same in Jordan. The best poster & one that we noticed most frequently was of the succession of previous kings all in a row - like a regal identity parade!
On arrival we briefly went to Amman to get some money however we rather alarmed as not a single ATM in the city would dispense money from any of our cards. A rather panicky moment! Still we headed south, down to Aqaba on the coast of the Red Sea and were lucky enough to be able to camp right on the beach with the locals. Adam haggled us a good price for the days hire of snorkles & masks and we headed down to the shore. Once i'd got the hang of it in the shallows we swam out and in less than a minute were hovering over a coral reef marveling at the wonders below.
I saw the coral - white frond type, and some shaped like a brain :oS, black spiky sea urchins, anenome, zebra fish, long pink & green fish .. it was superb. Then after an hour or so we came back in to shore & Adam took us into town for a special treat for lunch. Pizza Hut!! Yeay!!
The next morning we went snorkling again & swam further out this time and saw even more fishies. Zebra, neon, some crill, long fish, black ones, black ones that turned blue in t e light, a yellow flat fish, a catfish, tiny baby zebra fish living in an anemone tree, the brightest orange fish & a whole school of tiny fish that changed colour in the light & swam right up infront of my mask.
Adam was singing out of his snorkle - i guess he was happy to - and i laughed so hard that i poped my mask off.
After a lovely time in Aqaba we headed up to Wadi Rum, which was like a great big sandy adventure playground for Adam - and we had a great time tying to navigate with a rubbish tourist map & satellite view of the valley which when you're on the ground isn't actually that helpful. We saw some of the really cool caravanerssi pictures drawn onto the rocks and had fun just driving & admiring the stunning scenery. We hardly saw a soul in there that first day. That night we slept up on the roof and watched the night sky, discussing the possibility of life on mars and feeling that we are just a very small part of a truly wonderful & beautiful universe. It was that night that i saw my first ever shooting star :o). Although i am now informed (**Spoiler Alert**)that they are not infact stars at all but pieces of space debris hitting the earth's atmosphre. Not quite as romantic an explanation but still looks pretty.
Next on our fabulous fun times in Jordan we headed to the Dead Sea. When we arrived though we found that there is no longer any real "Free Access" to the Sea and that there was a massive cordoned off section of beach complete with restaurants & pools but at this point in our trip & given the late hour it was prohibitively expensive to go in.
We decided to drive a little further down the beach, camp up and then go in early the next day to make the most of the facilities and get our money's worth! So we got settled in a dissused car park just down the road, where locals were having a massive night picnic with children running around and music blaring. We sat up on the roof looking out to sea eating our bowls of mongolian supernoodles when 2 guys came over and said we could camp in their small compound & use their shower & toilet facilities too. A very kind offer. I think the guys name was Hammed (?) anyway he sat us down at his cracked plastic garden table & chairs and poured us cups of hot sweet tea to welcome us.
In the morning he appeared again when we got out of the back of the Landy with two cups of hot sweet sweet coffee flavoured with cardamon & we were able to walk round the back of his hut which led down to a neglected and empty section of beach & had the whole of the Dead Sea to ourselves... well it was about 7.30am! How wonderful!!
I was very surprised at the temperature of the sae, it was really warm! And very clear too. We had great fun & then when we got out, covered in the strange oily residue & walked back up to the hut. Our new friend unlocked the toilet block and we attempted to rinse off the remnants of the sea. Then it was time for yet more tea, and then more tea and then more tea. This time so sweet you could stand a spoon up in it but with a squeeze of fresh lime in it. Lovely. After this we went and sat in his hut which he proudly told us was air conditioned - quite a relief as although it was only about 9.00 it was up in the high 30s. He dashed out and bought a watermelon & we sat on the bunkbeds eating lushious melon & wathing strange news clips in arabic on his mobile phone - which included among other things a strong man from the local area who could bend coins on his eye socket, a baby girl playing with a cobra and the trial of saddam hussein.
When it came time to leave we had worked out that Hammed & his freinds were a group of road sweepers and one of the gang worked up at the resort but just how they had a key to the compound i'm not sure. As so often in our trip it has been the people who have the least who have been most willing to share.
In the next installment we head north - but i shall end this time with a brief list of injuries that i have sustained so far on the trip
- cut toe on coral
- giant splinter in wadi rum
- stubbed same toe getting back into car - wadi rum
- dropped 1/2 kilo shackle pin from tow rope on foot
- fell over on nemrut dag - 2 inch cut on thigh
- fell over in Aqaba going up a flight of stairs
- fell out of back of stationary Treacle & bashed shin, brusied ribs
- caught buttock on Treacle back step - massive bruise
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