I squeezed into today’s trip to Madaba, Mount Nebo, River Jordan, and the Dead Sea by word of mouth from Liz and Ean. They were staying at the much better Palace Hotel, about a block down from the institutional-like Cliff Hotel. Instead of going with the “maybe tomorrow, maybe day after” tour of that hotel, [...]
One could hire a driver – but why? When the experience involves fighting old women and throwing punches for seat on the bus, one realizes it’s the only way to get from Wadi Musa (Petra) to Amman Jordan.
The colors of Petra are revealed slowly too, first gold and then layers of browns, grays, pinks and reds, all on display in the high cliffs. And then the climax of the entrance story is near – through a slit in the Siq walls is the Treasury, the grand stone facade, and the highlight of Petra. Finally, I entered the open area and saw it, the towering structure and thus denouement – I felt joy and release and contentment and gratitude.