A Second Wedding Celebration
The sun set, and we all hopped back into our Jeeps. This time, we were headed for the real surprise….
If you missed it, here is part one: Sunset in the Desert
We arrived at this Bedouin site where a national Jordanian dance group was waiting for us. They began singing traditional songs, and some of my uncles jumped in. They pulled PB and I into the middle (the groom & bride) and sang songs about us. This was just at the entrance of the site. The party had not even really begun yet. (Click on the smaller photos to enlarge)
Twenty minutes later we had finally made it up the paper lantern path to the site and were dancing around.. at least, everyone but PB and I were dancing around. Hiding behind one of the tents, PB and I were instructed to put on a traditional abaya (mine is white) and head scarves.
To help you better imagine the party site:
When we were ready to go we took of our shoes, hopped in a truck, and were taken away to two awaiting camels. The scene was right out of a movie. We were driving in the darkness when suddenly in front of us were the two camels, just like that. We hopped on and made our way back to the site. The dance group led us in, and our second wedding celebration began.
Meanwhile, the rest of the group was getting outfitted too. Within 20 minutes our very American and modern Jordanian group became a traditional Bedouin group dancing around. We were all floating on… sand.
And Greygoose, apparently.
The meal was traditional and fun as well. They put lamb meat and potatoes in this wire pots and buried them in the sand to cook. The result was lamb that melted in your mouth and potatoes that tasted like butter. Of course we also had all of the traditional appetizers as well as shish kebab. Finally, my favorite. A man was making a traditional bread called shrak. I am not sure how to spell it, but that is how it is pronounced. It is cooked on a hot metal dome, and it looks kind of like lavash except that it is round and chewy. I would eat it every day if I could. I wish I could.
At the end of the night, after our bellies were full, our bodies danced out, and our hearts full of laughter, we all laid around with the lights off to enjoy the stars. No one could keep quiet, but it made the experience even more fun. PhillyBoy and I saw two shooting stars together, and I made my wishes. I hope they come true.
The evening ended with everyone on the Jeeps back to our bus, chatting about what a magical evening it was. Like little kids who have played all day in the community pool, when we got on the bus to head back to the hotel we all fell asleep.
When I awoke, I wondered.. was it a dream? Or did I really just experience magic in the desert?
Previous Jordan posts:
Planes, Cars & Family
Jerash & Figs
I miss the Dead Sea
Karak Photo Shoot
Sunset in the Desert
*Note: Photos were taken by various members of our group.