A German woman goes to the town on the Red Sea where her Arab lover has just died. Beyond a simple story of mourning, the invention of an eerie port town by this young Jordanian filmmaker has Durassian echoes: the death of both a man and a city. The odyssey concludes in a hotel bar, backed by a popular Middle Eastern song.再次醒过来的时候，我发现我在一个不知道的地方， 别人的家里，满鼻子都是香火的味道，我想说话，依然说不出来，但是能看到，也能听到，心里也能思维，我看到爷爷就在旁边，很多咬我们的那种蛤蟆被用绳子倒吊在一根竹竿上面，吊了一排，每只蛤蟆的身体下面，都放着一个大瓷碗，那些蛤蟆的嘴巴大大的张开着，它们的诞水一滴一滴的滴落下去，滴落到碗里。