Wadi Rum

Some things I did this weekend:

• rode camels
• looked at the stars all night
• climbed a rock and watched the sunset
• climbed a rock in the dark and watched the sunrise
• jumped down sand dunes
• drank tea
• unabashedly wore a kuffiyeh all weekend
• did not sleep at all
• got sand everywhere
• accidentally threw my lens cap off a cliff
• played ukulele around a campfire

I was going to write this lyrical, adjective-ridden post about how beautiful my time was in Wadi Rum.  How Katrina and I stayed up all night watching the stars, and it was sort of magical.

But you know what?  There are some memories I just don't want to share.  It's getting harder and harder to write about Jordan for me.  There are a ton of half-written posts in my queue that I can't bring myself to finish and share with the world, purely because I'm selfish.  What's happening to me here is mine, and sometimes I want it to stay that way.