Janna Spa and Resort
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After breakfast there was really nothing more to hang around for so it was time to move on. At the end of the 1km dirt track from the Bedouin camp is a 'B' road. We asked one of our hosts the best way to get back on to the Desert Highway. Do we go back the way we came or continue on this minor road? The answer we were given was to continue on the road for about 20 minutes and we will join a main road that will take us to the Desert Highway. We looked in ...
We said our farewells to the magical city of Petra, giving thanks for the Nabateans and their unknown history, but their wonderful legacy. We started on the road to Amman. Mike was in a lot of pain, but trying to hide it as usual. The bus is hell for him. I don't know how he bears it, but he foes. No choice I guess. We drove past an old castle dating back to the crusades. We didn't stop there because the real treasure on this route is Abu-Ali, an eccentric man who lives ...
... intact more tham 1,000 years later. Next visit was around 35 km along the Kings Highway to Umm ar-rasas which is a complex of ancient Roman and Byzantine ruins including many free standing stone arches with the highlight being the huge in situ floor mosaics of St Stephens Church constructed in 785AD. We also had our first encounter with local mammals as we came across two fox like critters ...
... were spending their weekend (Friday). It was a fantastic atmosphere with singing and music but we got a real buzz when we hit the water. If you lay on your back, it is almost impossible to drag your legs down and standing vertical felt like you were standing half out of the water. After we got out our clothes and skin were covered in white salt. We then took a drive down the Dead Sea road before crossing over the mountains to the Kings Highway ...
... wadis), a forest reserve in Dibbin, the Amman citadel, and other various places. On my bedroom wall are memories of home including a quilted patch of Muskoka's lakes and trees, and a shelf that holds cards from family, friends and coworkers I received before I left Canada.
When I returned to Jordan from my brother's wedding in Canada there was a sign on the door that said “Welcome Home!” It is home now, one of ...