Getting to Wadi Rum

We rode along a busy highway. Lots of trucks that honked at us, mostly friendly I think. There were goats everywhere, including on the highway. No shepherd that I could see and certainly no fencing. I guess they figured out to stay away from the bigger heavier faster trucks. I didn’t see much roadkill.

Group of red trucks clustered together. One of them deciding to do a U-turn across the highway. Hey, I was going the wrong way!
A truck stop complete with truck showers and mosque. Doubt there are many women drivers here.
No idea what was going on here. Maybe a future water works, or buildings, or even plowing for plants?
Could have been in the US southwest: empty, straight roads, car parked in the middle of nowhere. I also experienced a car crash along here. I was starting to cross the road when a car barrelled along at a zillion miles an hour. Instead of slowing, it sped up and tried to go around me. It ended up sort of crashing into the sandy shoulder. Then a white-gowned man got out and yelled at me. He eventually calmed down and I rode very conservatively the rest of the trip.

The rest of the post are desert shots. I spent hours wandering through this terrain.

One Reply to “Getting to Wadi Rum”

  1. Sanborn, this looks like a bleak and scary landscape. I’m so glad you are okay.
    we love you!! Hugs from the fireplace in VT. xoxo MSrH

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