25th April 2014
This blog was written by Charlotte Hopkinson, who accompanied our recent Jordan: Ride Wadi Rum tour.
It's our last night camping out under the stars, deep in the desert of Wadi Rum, and it's turning out to be even more magical than any of us could have imagined. Our Bedouin hosts, Aied and Suleman, promised us a special evening and they aren't disappointing us. Sitting under the canopy of our traditional Bedouin tent, which we've been calling home for the last few nights, we're listening mesmerised to the recital of poetry. Its all about love for a woman, which is such a sweet contrast from a group of such rugged, strong men. With the firelight dancing on the walls, and our faces, it's not long before Aied is whipping out his lute and the boys are leaping up and starting to dance. Not to be outdone, we all soon join them – without much style – and with Jim's hysterical catchphrase ringing in our ears "wouldn't your Mother be proud!" Yes, actually she would.