A raw reflection on dating and why being treated well still wasn’t enough to convince me I had found lasting love.
A raw reflection on dating and why being treated well still wasn’t enough to convince me I had found lasting love.
I finish the Dana-to-Petra trek through Petra’s Monastery and Treasury before saying goodbye to the Jordan Trail.
I leave the wilderness for Little Petra, trading donkeys and dust for Nabataean ruins, hot showers, yoga and overpriced beer.
I cross the Sharah Mountains to Furon, collecting sunburn, inside jokes, a missing hiker and a lucky game of Yahtzee.