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.