Here's no highlight but worth noting: en route to Wadi Rum.
The hues seemed...calculated. From that asphalt road to the beige sandstone to the hazy fortresses. And of course that spotless blue of the sky. The mystery beyond those high pillars would excite you, yet the transparency at the foreground would make you want to watch and embrace the stillness a little more. The shoots of greens would wrap you in a balance of breeze and warmth, that feels like home albeit in a foreign land. The rocks proudly stood like they're meant to be there infinitely, yet humbled by the apparent horizon. So vast it's overwhelming. It's breathtaking. It's dreamy. Fleeting yet unforgettable. That June in Jordan.
