"That can not be true ... ?!", I run confused over the paving stone, through the small winding streets. "Is there really no sun hat to buy in Alaró? Where are all the tourist booths? Where is the market? "The small town is dead. At 35 degrees in the shade, that's not surprising.
A week with strangers in a confined space. Granted, that does not sound so cool. But when you explain that the space is a sailing yacht, yes, then it sounds very different.
Midsummer shows mercy. It's hotter at this time of the year, even hotter. Just so that you can only lie in the shade or sip a refreshing caffè freddo in the air-conditioned restaurant. But we are lucky and so we stroll for ten hours through the streets of the Greek metropolis. Without city map, without sense of direction. Passing cardboard settlements homeless, past magnificent buildings. Surrounded by tourists, surrounded by locals, empty streets.
While my sweetheart wraps in thick winter jackets, I wear a light summer dress. The sand crunches softly under my feet as I walk barefoot along the beach. I breathe deeply, smell the salty scent of the sea and feel the wind on my warm skin, the gentle breeze that blows over my face and plays with my hair.
Only a few tourists travel to Jordan. Too big is the fear of terror and the upheavals in the region. Although peace prevails in the country, the population is worried about one of its most important economic sectors - the tourism industry. A review.
Last night I lay awake for a long time in my bedouin tent stretched out with goatskin. On the one hand there was the anticipation, on the other hand, above all, the strong nervousness that did not let me sleep. But now, over a thousand feet above the ground, I have completely forgotten my fear of heights.
The sun is laughing through my window, she wants me to go out. Get out into the autumn, which shows its best side today. So I slip into my jacket, put a cap over my head, put on my shoes and close the front door behind me.
A few meters ahead of us the fully loaded truck drives. I look at the many banana trees and a feeling of pride and happiness overcomes me. Proud, because I managed to keep it up to the end. Lucky, because everything feels so incredibly right.