I leave Tirana for Belsh and Berat, finding glassy lakes, castle ruins, Ottoman streets and an unexpected war over tour-bus seats on my way.
I leave Tirana for Belsh and Berat, finding glassy lakes, castle ruins, Ottoman streets and an unexpected war over tour-bus seats on my way.
I spend a week exploring Albania’s mountains, cities, and layered history, discovering a country shaped by isolation, resilience and change.
I explore the Roman ruins of Jerash before returning to Amman for a heartfelt final dinner with Delia and her wonderfully welcoming family!
I trace Jordan’s biblical past from Jesus’ baptism site to Mount Nebo and Madaba, reflecting on faith, doubt and the pull of sacred history.
I canyon through Wadi Mujib, float in the Dead Sea and discover salt pillars, waterfalls and surreal desert landscapes across Jordan in awe.
On our third day in Aqaba, I dive among sunken military relics, celebrate Rafael’s certification and question where our journey is heading.
I spend a full day beneath Aqaba, diving the Cedar Pride, exploring Cable Reef and drifting through the perfect silence of the midnight sea.
I trade Jordan’s deserts for Aqaba’s Red Sea, dive a coral wall and sunken airliner, and watch Rafael take his first breaths beneath the waves.
A sunrise camel ride, painful goodbyes, terrible service and one final desert tour bring my Wadi Rum adventure to a bittersweet end at last.
From Jordan’s highest peak to a near-rollover in the desert, our first day in Wadi Rum ends with zarb, sunset and one more night together.