Wednesday, 12 January 2011

Wadi Araba

We had walked across the flat Wadi Araba, a parched plain that rises gently into the Jordanian mountains. Whilst we had had lunch under this lone acacia tree that offered us shelter from the dry heat our guide gathered firewood to make the sweet tea Jordanians are so fond of.  Three bee-eaters flew over us, their green and yellow plumage seemed to shine like jewels in the sunlight, followed a few minutes later by a huge griffon vulture drifting slowly only feet above as it searched for carrion.
Have a great day wherever you are.

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