After spending 2 days in Aqaba taking it easy and updating this site, I thought it was time to resume the visiting and took the closest spot on my list and go there.
It turns out it was a visit of Wadi Rum. Wadi Rum is a famous canyon located close to Dahab so this would be my third night in the desert.
As I said I would not do and I should never do again, I used the service of a travel agency in Aqaba to setup the tour for me. And I got ripped off! :(. Well, hopefully, this will serve as a lesson.
Anyway, around 11AM, a driver took me to Wadi Rum where I met with Abdullah that would be my Bedouin guide for the afternoon and the night. He was very nice and as we were talking, he told me very fast how much he got for taking me and that if I had gone directly through him, I would have paid half…. That done, and me going over it, I was able to enjoy the greatness of the place.
Abdullah drove me around the canyon stopping at many of the famous sites so that I could take pictures. It is quite an amazing place but since it is quite similar to Wadi Araba in Sinai, the novelty factor was a bit off and I did not enjoy it as much as I did last time. Still, it is a great place and I enjoyed it a lot.
There are some cool natural formations like bridges and funny shaped rocks. We also drove through the main Canyon.
We finally arrived to the camp around 6PM and after some roaming and useless dune climbing, I ended up finding a cool place to watch the sunset. It was nice.
Dinner was served soon after. Taking the risk of sounding (reading?) spoiled, it was not as good as my 2 previous times in the desert.
After dinner, Abdullah played of a one string instrument while singing traditional Bedouin songs.I sadly don’t remember the name of the instrument. It was played with a kind of small bow and was producing a high pitch (almost crying) sound. It was quite interesting even if I did not like it too much after all.
Finally, the best time of the day came and I retired to my private room with queen bed, sand carpet and star-ceiling to enjoyed the silence and peace of the desert while loosing myself in the unclouded, stars sprinkled, dark night. No needs to tell you I fell asleep like a baby :).
Morning came fast and we were on our way out by 8AM with the firm intention of getting me on the bus to Petra. Unfortunately, the bus had been cancelled and I had to find another way to reach Petra. The Bedouins got me to the main road where all the buses pass by and I was left on my own to catch the right one! After much waiting, hand waiving to buses that would not stop and buses that would stop but were not going in the right direction, I was joined by a British couple that was in the same situation than me. Once 3, it was easier to find transportation and very soon a mini-bus stopped and offered to take us there for 20JD(Jordanian Dinar). It was a fair price and we were not really in a situation of power so we accepted gladly and were on our way to Petra.