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Postcards from Petra

On the shelves of a tall bookcase in my parents’ living room, you’ll find a hardcover titled Wonders of the Ancient World. I leafed through it many times as a child and read the book well into my early teens, with many lazy summer afternoons spent engrossed in the tales and pictures of faraway places I could only dream of visiting. What I remember most clearly from that volume is a full-page photograph taken in Petra, Jordan – specifically of the famed rock-cut tomb known as the Treasury (al-Khazneh). For our long-haul vacation every summer, my parents gravitated toward North America and sometimes Europe; the very possibility of going to the Middle East felt remote, almost unthinkable, at the time.

So, when the opportunity came to finally see Petra firsthand and complete Bama’s goal of setting foot in 30 countries by 2020, I leapt at the chance. The decision to go in October 2019 proved a prescient one: none of us could possibly have foreseen the upheaval that was to come. And the difficulty of traveling abroad these days makes our memories of the experience all the more precious. Jordan left a deep impression on both of us through the hospitality of its people; its hearty, flavorful cuisine packed with vegetables and herbs (I especially miss Jordanian za’atar); the archaeological wonders of Jerash and Madaba; and our stay at a Bedouin-inspired desert camp amid the sands of Wadi Rum. But Petra, the ancient Nabataean capital, was the undisputed highlight.

Greco-Roman sources paint the Nabataeans as a fiercely independent, freedom-loving people, warriors who made their home in the inhospitable deserts of Arabia and the southern Levant. Historians generally agree they were a once-nomadic Bedouin tribe that settled down and grew wealthy from controlling the major trade routes crisscrossing their kingdom. The Nabataeans charged tolls and offered shelter to merchants who transported myrrh and frankincense from southern Arabia to Egypt and the Mediterranean. At the Red Sea port of Ayla (modern-day Aqaba), spices, textiles, and precious stones from India were loaded onto caravans that passed through Petra on their way to Gaza, where the cargo was then transferred onto ships bound for Europe.

This ancient civilization may be long gone, but elements of their writing system persist to this day: the Arabic script used by more than 400 million people worldwide has its roots in a cursive form of the Nabataean alphabet. Little survives in the way of written documents that describe their culture and way of life. We know that Petra’s original name was Raqmu; the settlement thrived for nearly a millennium, first as the center of independent Nabataea and then as part of the Roman and Byzantine empires. When trade routes shifted toward the sea and rival caravan cities in the north, like Palmyra, Petra gradually declined in importance. A devastating earthquake in 363 leveled many of its buildings, and the town was all but forgotten by the time Islam emerged at the dawn of the seventh century. And yet Petra lived on in the imagination of those who studied ancient texts. Rumors of a lost city in the desert of the Holy Land were confirmed in 1812, when Swiss explorer Johann Burckhardt became the first modern European to visit the locale while disguised as a Muslim Arab pilgrim. Petra then was a closely guarded secret, its wonders known only to those from the surrounding area.

Interest in the rediscovered site grew as the writers, poets, and artists of the Romantic Period nursed a deepening fascination with the Eastern World. Petra was chosen as the theme of the 1845 poetry competition for Oxford University’s prestigious Newdigate Prize, and Clergyman John William Burgon’s winning entry, which famously described it as “a rose-red city half as old as time”, cemented his place in the annals of English literature. It’s a little-known fact that the then-32-year-old student eventually made it to the subject of his poem at the age of 49. In a letter penned from his trip, Burgon called Petra “the most astonishing and interesting place I ever visited, and may well stand alone.” I’m sure most 21st-century travelers will be inclined to agree.

The two-story Obelisk Tomb is a landmark in the valley that leads to the Siq

Ancient Nabataeans dug this tunnel to drain floodwaters away from Petra

A wider section of the Siq

The remains of a monumental arch near the entrance to the Siq; approaching the Treasury

The Treasury’s tholos; moonrise over rock formations outside the Siq

Nabataean tombs along the Street of Façades

An even taller mausoleum at the end of the Street of Façades

Looking out over what was once the city center of ancient Petra

The Urn Tomb was carved out of the slopes of the Jabal al-Khubtha massif

Bama and I have three days to explore the UNESCO World Heritage site on foot. We enter Petra the same way Burckhardt and the merchants of old did – through a parched valley that narrows to become the Siq. Stepping into this 1.2-kilometer (3,600-foot) canyon, a natural geological fault worn smooth by eons of wind and water erosion, feels like the start of a fantasy adventure on the silver screen. We march on between the remnants of a monumental archway destroyed by an earthquake in 1896, past votive niches and larger-than-life carvings of a camel caravan. Stretches of the original road still remain here: the well-worn flagstones were rediscovered only in the late 1990s. The clop-clop-clop of an oncoming horse-drawn buggy echoes off the towering sandstone walls.

The Siq twists and turns through an arid, impenetrable landscape. In places, the fissure is no more than three meters (10 feet) wide, a gloomy passage hidden from the light of the sun; elsewhere, it opens out into a well-lit space that hosts a few hardy trees and shrubs. We wonder if the Treasury awaits at the next curve, the next meander. For the next 20 minutes or so, the way forward is marked by yet another fold of amorphous rock. Then, out of nowhere, we see it peeking out from a crack: a split pediment from another age, an ornate frieze, Corinthian half-columns framing an eroded sculpture of an Amazon warrior. Everyone around us has frozen in place, slack-jawed by this marvel of ancient Nabataean craftsmanship. To read about the Treasury and pore over a photo is one thing, but nothing can truly prepare you for that very first glimpse of the real-life mausoleum. After laying eyes on it himself, Johann Burckhardt wrote in his journal, “great must have been the opulence of a city, which could dedicate such monuments to the memory of its rulers…”

Petra’s most celebrated landmark was built at the start of the 1st century AD, likely as the tomb of one of the great Nabataean kings, Aretas IV. It took 20 years for skilled stonemasons to chisel the entire monument out of the sandstone cliff, starting from the three-meter-high urn at the top and gradually working their way to the ground – not before excavating four large chambers with a combined volume of around 2,000 cubic meters, or 80 percent of an Olympic swimming pool. Its magnificent façade bears witness to how the Nabataeans adopted elements from other cultures and made it their own: Greco-Roman mythological figures adorn the alcoves, while a round Greek tholos takes up the center of a Hellenistic split pediment on the upper story. The fact that the Treasury remains so well-preserved even today, more than 2,000 years after its creation, is simply mind-boggling. I doubt that anything made by our machines and by us 21st-century people could have such permanence, such longevity.

Bama and I join a sizable crowd that has gathered in the open space immediately in front of the monument, whose imposing sandstone columns dwarf the visitors standing around at its base. Scattered among our fellow tourists are local Bedouin guides with kohl (black makeup) around their eyes, straggly long hair, and patterned keffiyeh head coverings – giving them a raffish appearance reminiscent of Johnny Depp’s Jack Sparrow in Pirates of the Caribbean. Above the chatter, above the sound of grunting camels and braying donkeys, I hear the desert breeze whispering in my ears. If it could talk, what stories might the wind bring of this rose-red city, half as old as time?

Another view of the Urn Tomb and its Byzantine-era vaults from below

A portico on the courtyard of The Urn Tomb

The Urn Tomb’s impressive interior was eventually used as a church

The natural rock strata (with soot marks) in the ceiling of The Urn Tomb

Entering the Urn Tomb; a couple outside the main portal of the Palace Tomb

The nearby Silk Tomb was so named for the rich colors of the sandstone

Another must-see is the 46-meter-high façade of the Palace Tomb

The ancient city center in the fading afternoon light

A stairway on the al-Khubtha Trail

From the Treasury, we walk down the tomb-lined Street of Façades towards a wide valley that was once the bustling urban heart of Raqmu. At the height of its splendor in the 2nd to 3rd century AD, the city held an estimated 30,000 people within its walls. Today, history buffs can spend hours exploring the archaeological sites left by successive civilizations on either side of the Colonnaded Street, Petra’s main artery. The ancient Nabataeans created a rock-cut theater housing more than 6,000 spectators, while Roman-era traces include the Temenos Gate and the Nymphaeum, a once-grand public fountain now shaded by a 450-year-old juniper tree. Up on a nearby hillside lie the remains of a fifth-century Byzantine church with pastel-colored mosaic floors depicting fish and fowl. Bama and I climb a monumental stairway from the Colonnaded Street to wander the terraces and corridors of the Great Temple, a royal reception hall constructed when the Nabataeans ruled their own trading empire. This important precinct, the focal point of the city center, still impresses in its ruined state; the hefty column drums piled against each other like fallen dominoes hint at the compound’s former glory.

Beyond the Temenos Gate, we see a small band of workers restoring Qasr al-Bint (the Temple of Dushara), which was dedicated to the supreme deity of the Nabataeans and built around the same time as the Treasury. It’s the only freestanding structure that has remained somewhat intact in all of Petra. Modern-day engineers can appreciate the ingenuity of its construction: bands of wooden beams embedded in the massive stone walls act as reinforcement, dampening the effect of earthquakes and reducing shear stress by up to 50 percent. This is the reason why Qasr al-Bint survived while all the buildings around it, like the Great Temple, did not.

Much of our first afternoon in Petra is spent at the Royal Tombs on the western slope of the Jabal al-Khubtha massif. The first in a line of magnificent mausoleums punched out of the mountain, the Urn Tomb was so named for the distinctive jar that crowns its pediment. This 26-meter (85-foot) monument is thought to be the resting place of Malchus II, a Nabataean king who died in 70 AD, and can be reached via steps that traverse a double layer of Byzantine vaults known as as-Sijin, or “the Jail”. Wandering into the cool interior from a courtyard flanked by colonnaded porticos, our eyes are immediately drawn to the smooth ceiling high above our heads, decorated in the painterly hues of the exposed rock strata. The Urn Tomb’s chamber is almost square, measuring an impressive 19 by 17 meters (or 62 by 56 feet); it was eventually repurposed as a church in the mid-5th century, when a local bishop had three apses cut into the back wall.

Taking a closer look at the Treasury’s upper story

A camel waits for riders; a broken column at the monumental Great Temple

Despite its name, Petra’s Great Temple was most likely used as a royal reception hall

Hexagonal paving stones in the Lower Temenos (forecourt) of the Great Temple

The view from the Great Temple’s uppermost platform

Broken elephant capitals at the Great Temple; the 1st-century Qasr al-Bint

Petra’s best-preserved freestanding structure was dedicated to the god Dushara

An unexpected patch of greenery in the desert

Hikers on the ad-Deir (Monastery) Trail; visitors dwarfed by the Monastery’s rock-cut façade

One of the playful cats at the Monastery tea shop

Petra is busy. We’re told October is the start of peak season, which reaches a crescendo in the spring months. Bama and I come across several large groups of middle-aged Koreans in matching shirts and hats on a Holy Land circuit, but most other travelers speak a mix of mainly European languages – Spanish, Dutch, English, German, and occasionally the melodic intonations of Brazilian Portuguese. By far the loudest visitors are the Spaniards, and we find this to be the case everywhere in Petra.

One day, it’s a gaggle of retirees resting in the Siq as they cheer on other people from their group with a football chant: “Campeones! Campeones! Olé, olé, olé, olé!” The sound reverberates through the canyon, interrupting the atmosphere of reverence and wonder. At a shaded tea shop facing the Monastery (ad-Deir), the biggest rock-cut tomb of them all, all is quiet until groups of Spanish people arrive. The cacophony that follows reinforces a realization that came to me after nine months of living in Salamanca – the Spanish are the Chinese of Europe. Brash and immensely talkative at noise levels approaching 100 decibels, the Iberians have a deep-rooted aversion to silence. Bama half-jokingly asks me how I can tolerate Indonesia’s penchant for a similar kind of behavior. “Why do you like noisy countries so much?”

We end up retreating to a higher place to escape the Spaniards and get a better view of the Monastery. Following a steep trail up a nearby outcrop rewards us with an empty viewpoint where a Jordanian flag flutters in the wind. There’s a few rugs and other signs of a makeshift stall that would have sold trinkets and refreshments during even busier times. From our perch, Bama and I begin to appreciate how the 45-meter (147-foot) high Monastery slots perfectly into the surrounding landscape. Historians believe the landmark originally served as a memorial to the Nabataean king Obodas I, who was deified after his death. Its austere look makes for a stark contrast to the Treasury – and might have been even more difficult to pull off given a geometric simplicity that leaves no room for error. Imagine the pressure stonemasons faced when chiseling a perfect circle from the sandstone: any mistake would be irreversible, remaining there for all to see so long as the temple remained intact.

A mid-morning crowd of visitors arriving at the Monastery’s forecourt

Bama and I scrambled up a lonely outcrop to get this view

The buildings of Wadi Musa, the gateway to Petra, seen from afar

Midday at the Monastery; the weathered façade of the 1st-century Lion Triclinium tomb

The narrow canyon leading up to the Lion Triclinium

All decked out for bringing tourists to the Monastery

A view of the city center’s Temenos Gate with the Royal Tombs in the background

Looking through the Temenos Gate; mosaics in the ruins of a Byzantine church

These exquisite mosaics have been dated to the early 6th century

Bama in a keffiyeh bought from a vendor at the Roman ruins of Jerash

Walking along the Colonnaded Street in the city center

An old juniper tree marks the remains of Petra’s Nymphaeum, a public water fountain

The fancifully named 1st-century Djinn Blocks, located outside the Siq

The Treasury is floodlit during Petra by Night

Less obvious than the grand monuments, but no less impressive, is Petra’s sophisticated water management system. Nabataean engineering was far ahead of its time: builders channeled the life-giving resource from nearby springs and seasonal streams into a network of clay pipes and rock-cut aqueducts (like the ones along the Siq) with a precise gradient of two degrees for the optimum rate of flow. These fed into cisterns around the city; many storage tanks were purposefully hidden underground to avoid evaporation and the prying eyes of strangers. By design, the basins filtered runoff from torrential winter rains into clean water suitable for drinking, bathing, and luxuries that would have been unthinkable in such a harsh desert environment.

Excavations on what was once believed to be a marketplace beside the Great Temple have revealed a recreational garden complex, where the residents of ancient Petra could cool off in a public swimming pool. Another recent discovery is the remains of a thermal spa perched high above the Royal Tombs on the al-Khubtha mountain, overlooking the urban center. The ancient Nabataeans also created a defensive system to protect the city from flash floods, digging a channel just outside the entrance to the Siq and a tunnel through solid rock to lead the floodwaters out, diverting it away from Petra.

All this is clearly explained at the gleaming Petra Museum outside the gates, an elegant rectangular building with a polished stone façade in desert colors. The attraction only opened in 2018, and was funded by the JICA (Japan International Cooperation Agency), which goes some way in explaining the quality of the visitor experience – its state-of-the-art animations and interactive touchscreens make the place far more engaging than the Jordan Museum in Amman. Inside a circular central hall, we marvel at the trove of priceless Nabataean and Roman sculptures: Eros holding a wreath of pomegranates, grapes, pine cones, and wheat; an imported marble statue of Hercules; a surviving portion of an elephant capital, complete with its trunk, salvaged from the Great Temple.

And though we walk and walk for three days until our feet are sore, there are certain hikes that must be left out of the itinerary. Bama and I only make it halfway up the al-Khubtha trail before the fading light (and the concern of a kind Australian backpacker) forces us to turn back and descend. Nor do we manage to see the High Place of Sacrifice or join a guided tour of Little Petra (Siq Al-Barid). Instead, the two of us consciously abide by an unspoken rule to go slow, savoring each archaeological site we visit and all the moments in between – whether it’s scrambling up a narrow canyon to reach the easy-to-miss Lion Triclinium tomb, or playing with cats at a tea shop while waiting for the sun to light up the Monastery’s façade. Petra might be viewed as a once-in-a-lifetime destination, but as any seasoned traveler will tell you, always leave something for the next trip.

Walking through the Siq; the legendary approach to the Treasury

Simpler Nabataean tombs at the Theater Necropolis, considered the oldest in Petra

Petra’s Roman-inspired theater was built when the Nabataean kingdom was still independent

The Treasury’s iconic façade bathed in the late-morning sun

The elegant exterior of the Petra Museum; a Roman-era statue of Hercules inside

A sculpture from an elephant capital at the Great Temple; pomegranates in a frieze

Precious artefacts (and a touchscreen) in the central hall of the Petra Museum

Details of the Garland Frieze, which once adorned a structure beside the Temenos Gate

A larger-than-life relief of an ancient camel caravan

Horse-drawn buggies on the original paving stones of the Siq

One last look at the Treasury

29 Comments Post a comment
  1. I was there a few months before you in august 2019, also grateful that I squeezed in this trip before the world changed. And agree with you, I’d do anything for some za’atar right now (or any Jordan cuisine for that matter!). I absolutely loved Jordan and enjoyed seeing it again through your post. Cheers.

    March 27, 2022
    • Thank you, Anna! We are so lucky to live not far from an authentic Levantine/Arabian restaurant that has certain Jordanian dishes and ingredients on the menu, though sadly za’atar isn’t one of them… I guess that’s just one more reason to go back to Jordan in the future.

      March 27, 2022
  2. 👍

    March 27, 2022
    • Cheers – I do appreciate the thumbs up.

      March 28, 2022
  3. This one of the places that I want to visit. Although now Covid makes travelling anywhere seems like a distant memory. I only got to know about Petra from one of the Indiana Jones movies… haha!

    March 27, 2022
    • I read a few days ago that Singapore is phasing out its Vaccinated Travel Lanes in April in favor of a broader reopening so that’s a big step forward. Maybe a trip to Petra won’t be so far off for you – for entering Jordan there’s no requirement to be tested before departure and on arrival. 😉

      March 28, 2022
      • Yup, I’m looking forward to travel without quarantine soon. Tomorrow will be the first day in 2 years where masks are not required outdoors.

        March 28, 2022
  4. Stunning

    March 27, 2022
    • Indeed, “stunning” is an apt way to describe Petra! It was so hard for me to whittle down the number of photos for this post… I must have taken at least a thousand over those three days.

      March 28, 2022
      • So different from the days when I first travelled and had to wait until I returned home to have photos developed by which time, if I’d taken a terrible shot there was no second chance. I would never have taken that many photos back then.
        Even though you haven’t shared them all, they are your precious memories that you can return to at any time.

        March 29, 2022
  5. I never tire of reading about and seeing pictures of Petra. There is nothing like that first sight of the Treasury.. Petra really is one of the greatest places to visit in the world. Wadi Rum next?

    March 28, 2022
    • Absolutely. We walked through the Siq to the Treasury four times during our stay, and on each occasion we were spellbound by that partial glimpse of its façade between the walls of rock. Wadi Rum was the last stop on the trip – I’ll never forget the starry skies I saw there.

      March 28, 2022
  6. This is a special post, James, and the opening when you mention that the desire to see Petra was in part borne from a book (Wonders of the Ancient World) you would read and leaf through as a child is something I think many people can relate to. The bringing to life something dreamt about so long ago ~ it is powerful to read this, and your writing is so strong from the entering of Petra the same way Burckhardt and the merchants of old did, to the beautiful question: “If it could talk, what stories might the wind bring of this rose-red city, half as old as time?” Wonderful write up, and it pairs so well with the photos. Between you and Bama, I have an ever growing list of places I truly need to visit. Well done!

    March 28, 2022
    • Thank you so much, Randall! I love the depth and lyrical nature of your writing (not to mention your photography) so that is very high praise. To some extent I think we all long to travel the way we used to before the pandemic – freely and without worrying about sudden changes in border restrictions. Fingers crossed going overseas will get easier and easier in the months ahead.

      March 28, 2022
      • Yes, I do dream of the days of wandering with relative ease into new lands, new cultures, and fascinating people (and also cuisine!). Wish you well and safe travels when they do come your way again!

        March 29, 2022
  7. Thanks for sharing these beautiful postcards with us, James! A dreamy place that I would love to visit. I can’t believe that they made an entire city out of sandstones. And the details are just mind-blogging. Do you know what is the functions of the squares in the first photo? There are four lines of squares on either side of the Treasury, I wonder what they are. Some kind of ladder? Btw, I was amused when seeing the photo of the Treasury at night. It was lit in yellow and blue. Was that a coincidence or you can foresee the future? 😛

    March 29, 2022
    • Len, your assumption about those square holes is spot on – they were used by the ancient stonemasons to go up and down the cliff face. As for the night shot of the Treasury, the color scheme was pure coincidence… I took other photos of it lit up in pink, red, purple, and green (not all at the same time, of course!) but this shot was the nicest and least garish.

      March 30, 2022
  8. Lately, I sometimes feel as if these places are just as impossibly far away as they seemed when you and dreamed over our parents’ books. I have watched my trip plans go up in smoke so many times since early 2020, and I’ve moved from acceptance to impatience to sadness to frustration and now almost to resignation as exotic destinations like Petra evaporate from my sights. Luckily, we DID make it to Petra itself, and as you write and illustrate so beautifully here, it is truly a wonder, one that I am glad to have experienced before things went haywire. Thanks for taking us all (back) there in our minds!

    March 30, 2022
    • I completely understand what you’re feeling, Lex… though there’s reason to (finally) be optimistic now that the Omicron wave is receding. Countries here in Southeast Asia have been reopening their borders en masse in recent weeks – is there an outside chance that your long-delayed trip might actually happen this year?

      March 30, 2022
      • I would be on a plane tomorrow if I had my way … my husband is more reluctant to jet across the world yet. We shall see …

        March 30, 2022
  9. It was a long time ago when I first learned about Petra from a TV program that was aired (I think) during Ramadan, and I was immediately captivated as it didn’t look like any other place I had read about before. Then many years later, after watching a particularly intriguing NatGeo documentary about Petra’s ingenious water management system, my desire to see this ancient city in person only grew stronger. When I was standing in front of the Treasury in 2019, it felt so surreal to think that I was finally looking at this structure with my own eyes. After that trip, I always encourage people who have plans to visit Petra to go beyond the Treasury where the true city center lies. Unfortunately, some people I know only made it as far as the Khazneh for it was the only thing that mattered for their travel agencies.

    March 30, 2022
    • I wonder if those Korean tour groups we encountered never got past the Treasury… missing out on the Royal Tombs, the ancient city center and the Monastery would have been unthinkable for us. I’m so glad we had three days to explore Petra at our own pace.

      March 30, 2022
  10. A very fabulous post James, bringing back so many good memories. I doubt I’ll ever forget my two days at Petra. It is one of those places that should be on everyone’s bucket list it’s so astounding. Your photos are wonderful, especially that photo from on high with the flag. I’d love to have seen the monastery from that perspective.
    I too walked until my feet were sore. There’s so much to see and marvel at. Thanks for taking me back.
    Alison

    April 1, 2022
    • My pleasure, Alison – and thank you so much for the kind words! I recall that you didn’t see Petra by Night, which was a wise decision. It was really the only disappointment of our entire visit. Bama and I trudged back through the Siq after a full day of walking and our tiredness meant that we couldn’t appreciate it as much as we’d liked. The inconsiderate behavior of other tourists also took away some of the magic. A German-sounding fellow shouted at me for sitting in the “wrong” spot, even though it’s not actually possible to reserve a place, and when we’d moved, the Japanese women next to us wouldn’t stop chattering away throughout the presentation. At least we got a few nice photos out of it.

      April 1, 2022
      • I’m sorry to hear your experience at
        Petra by night was not good, but thanks for confirming I made the right decision. I was exhausted after 2 long days so just couldn’t face the walk.

        April 2, 2022
  11. Wow – it is beautiful. Thanks for adding all the history too (I have a feeling you know all of this by heart). I love that you included a lot of pictures. I have seen this on TV before and it must be breath taking. I wonder how the ancient engineers know to embed wooden beams in the rock / stone to give it more protection.

    I sometimes wonder why tourist behave like that. I’ve seen tourists climb on top of statues in Thailand (I think it was Ayutthaya) to take pictures. And noisy tourists taking pictures, talking loudly in a museum despite ushers telling them not.

    One thing I like about your blog and Bama’s is both of you always include history, food and culture of places you visit. It’s not just a checkmark on a travel list.

    April 14, 2022
    • Thanks for the kind words, Matt! Breathtaking is right – Bama and I both maxed out multiple memory cards on our cameras because the place was spellbinding. I can definitely say that Petra is one of the most stunning ancient sites/cities I’ve ever been too. Fortunately most tourists we encountered were more respectful of the heritage and other people… we didn’t see anyone climbing monuments or attempting to go inside the Treasury or Monastery (which isn’t allowed).

      It’s likely that you’ve seen more of Thailand than I have – Ayutthaya has been on my wish list for a long time, and we’re planning to go the next time we visit Bangkok. On Jordanian food, I still haven’t written a blog post about what we ate during our trip, so hopefully that will happen sometime this year!

      April 24, 2022
  12. This looked like one amazing trip to Petra, James. And a wonderful achievement for Bama, 30 countries by 2020. I agree with what Randall said, that one time long ago you leafed through the Wonders of the Ancient World book and now you visited Petra in real life. Sometimes dreams do come true.

    Interesting to read that Petra used to be quite hidden, like a gem waiting to be discovered for so long. We can only imagine how many thousands of people were around there back in the day. The architecture looks magnificent all round – and that Roman-inspired theatre is a sight to behold. Also it’s so lovely to read that there was a sophisticated water system, made for conserving water and keeping cool in the desert climate.

    That is so interesting to hear the Spanish tourists were the loudest, the Chinese of Europe. Maybe this group were very excited about their visit.

    Hope you are doing well, James 🙂

    April 24, 2022
    • Cheers Mabel, hope life in Melbourne is getting back to normal for you! Sorry it took me so long to reply – I haven’t had much time to log on to WordPress in the past couple of weeks.

      Petra is one of those bucket-list destinations that everyone should visit at least once in their lifetimes. And you don’t even need to be a history buff to appreciate just how special it is. Amid the worsening climate crisis Petra holds precious lessons for us all… we still have a lot to learn from the ancient Nabataeans when it comes to conserving water and working with nature rather than against it.

      May 21, 2022

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