And so arrives the first of many slideshows to be posted in the next few days. I’ve been working on all of these forever, and I know you’ve all been patiently waiting, so I’m finally here to assuage the building anxiety you’ve been feeling at not having enough visuals of my time in Jordan.
Several weekends ago, I had the wonderful pleasure of traveling to Wadi Mujib, a.k.a. the Grand Canyon of Jordan, located just on the eastern shore of the Dead Sea. A fantastic foundation called the Royal Society for the Conservation of Nature (RSCN) has been developing ecotourism projects (like Mujib) throughout the country in the last few years, establishing not only nature reserves where people can vacation, but also many small businesses specializing in local craftwork that provide income for the villages in which they are located in addition to job opportunities for women.
In support of this organization, and because I wanted to repel down a 20 meter waterfall, I went with seven other girls on an all-inclusive ‘Wild Weekend’ to Wadi Mujib, including (for only 64JD!) transportation to and from Amman, one night in the Mujib chalets nearly floating on top of the Dead Sea, three meals, and a guided hike through the water canyon.
I cannot adequately describe how beautiful this place is. That’s why I’ve given you so many pictures.
Imagine the warm sun stroking your shoulders and cool water, soft as silk around your ankles, sliding past, as 100ft red sandstone walls, decorated with ages of erosion, tower above. Peace flows through Mujib, and it is impossible not to wonder at the marvel of it all. As I sputtered out oohs and aahs around the girls who have since become my best friends here (I’m convinced our love sprung from the magic of the place), I told them that the 20hr travel time to Jordan, if one could only stay two days, was worth the spectacular manifestation of nature that was surrounding us.
Yet as astounding an experience as it was, I would be leaving this picture of Mujib incomplete if I didn’t mention what an absolute BLAST I had. The river flowing through the Mujib Canyon is God’s waterpark. I can’t count the number of waterfalls I slid down like water slides or the number of times I floated on my back and let the current direct my progress in the hike. Splashing, jumping, playing, laughing. It was an enthralling high.
Also, (and so my writing style deteriorates into conversational speak), have you ever had the chance to be weightless?! You should try it sometime. The Dead Sea, as painful as it is to razor burn, cuts, and other crevices, is incredible. It is not only impossible to sink, but also nearly impossible not to float on your back. The salt is a cradle that rocks you in only one direction, and the unintuitivity (not a word, but you know what I mean) of it all draws you in and urges you to suffer through the burning pain to reject gravity and appear less dense than water. Wow.
Stay tuned for more slideshows. Youbetcha they’re a comin’.