I don't know what I took, what I gave, how I changed. I still cannot take myself out of it, writing this note leaning back on the rock of the camp's yard. What I know is that Wadi Rum desert is a stunning, soul-moving place, which entered into all my senses and spirit. What I know is that Wadi Rum desert itself couldn't be the place I loved and the place I felt like home without Abdul, Khaled, Salem and Ali, whose generosity, friendship, trust in me and respect provided me all the freedom and tranquility I needed.
11 days to go.