Drive 20 minutes past the big hotels that stretch along the
Dead Sea Highway and you will soon notice a white bridge starting to take
shape. Sitting to the right of it, on a small plot of land extending slightly
off the coastline and laid out across the side of the hill, several chalets
will come into view.
اضافة اعلان
You are almost there but not quite. Turn onto the dirt path
that extends out from the right of the bridge, and continue down the shaky,
unpaved road until you find yourself at the entrance of the Mujib Chalets. The
chalets are freestanding, with a good amount of space between each one,
allowing for privacy without total seclusion. Lucky for me, I appear to be the
only guest.
I’m relieved to feel the cool air of the air conditioner
already running as I enter my chalet. The room has a fairly large balcony with
a hammock facing the sea. I drop my bags, and directly make the small climb
down the hill to the water, it is serene and still, it might be free from
wildlife but it is full of energy.
I notice the way the rocks in the water are magnetically
pulled to the floor when picking them up. After soaking in the sea for an hour
or so I feel rejuvenated, and hungry. I head back up to grab a snack, some
water and spend the rest of the evening on the balcony.
The hammock is a perfect touch, and no better way to enjoy
the sunset. This by far is the best view of the Dead Sea. With the way the land
is positioned — pushing a little further out into the sea — two different
countries uniquely share the sea view. There is no better way to gaze at the
setting sun while it mirrors itself off the water.
There’s no sound to be heard other than water gently hitting
against the rocks, and a slight breeze against my skin. As I gently sway back
and forth, soaking in the view, my eyes get heavy, and my body slowly succumbs
to a long awaited nap. I finally get up to grab a little dinner in the main
building before heading back to my room again to get proper night’s sleep.
Today was fun, but I’m greatly looking forward to tomorrow, until then I’ll
just enjoy my air conditioner.
Up early, I make my way to the Wadi Mujib Center, located on
the other side of the bridge across the highway. This is my first time
exploring Wadi Mujib, I was told that we’d be going on a “very easy” wet hike.
I am handed a life jacket and told to put it on. A
precautionary measure I’m sure, nothing too serious. But now I feel like I have
no idea what I’m in for. The life jacket is secured, and we make our way down
the ladder leading directly into the water. Initially we are treading in
shallow waters as we move against the gentle current surrounded by trees and
bush on either side.
The current starts to pick up, and so does my adrenaline as
water pushes against my body, and is quickly becoming deeper. The current is
strong, and we are instructed to use the rope nailed to the side of the
mountain to pull ourselves along. This is becoming much more exciting than the
underplayed “very easy” wet hike.
As we make our way though, we are abruptly met by a wall of
rock. A rope dangles from over the top of it, implying not so subtly that in
order to continue the only option is to climb! Up and over we go as we continue
on our escapade and are faced with several more similar encounters along the
way before we reach the end of our hike where a surprise awaits us: A perfectly
dry resting spot; overlooking the most stunning sight of all, a gushing desert
waterfall. This was an incredibly fun experience, at times slightly intense,
but absolutely worth the adventure. Between the stay at the chalet, and the
thrill of the Wadi, I had have fallen in love with everything
Mujib.
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