A trip in which we paid too much for lunch, found out that no buses were running back to Amman in the late afternoon and thus found us squished into a taxi for a long ride back, paying too much again, was still uncolored by these incidents. The beauty of Ajloun and the surrounding country can hardly be described. And neither can running goat-herding paths on the first trails I'd set foot on in Jordan, dropping down into valleys and then coming up again to look over empty, green hills.
|spices, nuts, honey, etc on the highway from Jerash to Ajloun|
|13th century Muslim crusader castle, few tourists, few forbidden areas (not europe)|
|the 360 view made the importance of this outpost obvious|
|the nature reserve was incredible, and mostly deserted as well|
|ian and ben strayed from the path, despite the signs|
|the castle lit up for sunset|
|after over-charging, the driver consented to take a photo (albeit blurry) of us|