Do you see those little white tents over there, in between of those beautiful mountains? That’s Rock Camp, a Bedouin camp in the middle of the mountains near to Litte Petra in Jordan. And we were invited to sleep there in one of those special tents, with nothing else and no one around us. There was something magical, something spiritual over there. And the Bedouin were so sweet. Two amazing men who lived here taught us about life and love and gave us something to take home: gratitude.
They have fifteen authentic Bedouin tents and fifteen tents with a little more luxury. A few hours of electricity in the evening to relieve with small lights in the treetops, a fantastic setting. Situated between the mountains of Little Petra and near to the entrance of a beautiful gorge which leads to an ancient village of the Nabateans, it is an amazing place. With nothing and no one in the area except for occasionally a sheep shepherd with his flock ,you find yourself in the middle of nowhere. Literally .
We spoke with Ismael about life in the desert in the afternoon and Mahmoud took us for a special walk to the horses. We drank tea together, gallons of tea, while we were discussing life. An authentic Jordanian dish was prepared in a barrel underneath the ground: Zarb. This is lamb with delicious spices, onions and potatoes. With a campfir , a musician and a tinkling scarf around my hips, I’ve had a fantastic night that I can describe in worlds.
This was the most special night in Jordan, and I can not properly explain why. Was it the environment? The cosiness of the camp? The sunset as seen from the mountain we climbed? The red mountains? The fantastic sweet and hospitable Bedouins Mahmoud and Ismael? Their personal and touching stories about life in the desert, arranged marriages and being not good enough for the dads of their loved ones? Dancing around the campfire? The traditional food? The fact is that if you are in Jordan, you absolutely should not miss this camp in the world. I will never forget it.