After
two days at Petra, Herman and I retreated to an even more desolate place, Wadi
Rum. It’s a vast desert with fantastic rock formations, rather like the
Monument Valley of Jordan. We drove into the heart of silence and spent a
night. It was as close as being Lawrence Of Arabia as I’ll ever get.
But to
prove how small a world this is, even out in the center of all that empty
space, we ran into another gay couple on a similar tour, and after a few
minutes of excited talk, we realized we four had a mutual friend who now lives
in Bangkok.
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