Jordan was the first Arabic country I visited in the Middle East. It is where I learned to dive (and nearly drowned), where I first rode by camel, the first time I camped in the dessert with Bedouin and experienced their marvellous hospitality. It became the home of my company’s middle east offices as the wider region continued to struggle and Syria descended into civil war. >>>>As we climbed the last steps, the side of the ravine had been cut away to leave the two obelisk forms of the Nabatean God King Dushara and God Queen Uzza, bowed before to pray for fertility. The Bedouin call the ridge Zibb Attuf, the Phallus of Mercy.
Jordan was the first Arabic country I visited in the Middle East. It is where I learned to dive (and nearly drowned), where I first rode by camel, the first time I camped in the dessert with Bedouin and experienced their marvellous hospitality. It became the home of my company’s middle east offices as the wider region continued to struggle and Syria descended into civil war. >>>>As we climbed the last steps, the side of the ravine had been cut away to leave the two obelisk forms of the Nabatean God King Dushara and God Queen Uzza, bowed before to pray for fertility. The Bedouin call the ridge Zibb Attuf, the Phallus of Mercy.
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