Daydreaming in the Desert

‘The desert could not be claimed or owned – it was a piece of cloth carried by winds, never held down by stones, and given a hundred shifting names…its caravans, those strange rambling feasts and cultures, left nothing behind, not an ember. All of us, even those with European homes and children in the distance,…

Petra Part 3: The Money Shot

Onwards and upwards (and upwards and upwards) to the pilgrimage route! It’s now somewhere between 12.30 and 1pm, and we’ve been exploring Petra in the baking sun for almost 7 hours. But yes, there is more.

Petra Part 2: Myrrh and the Monastery

To recap: we’ve strolled through the Siq and gazed upon the Treasury at dawn. It’s roughly 7am and there’s just us, a small pack of squabbling stray dogs and the city of Petra ahead of us. In short, life could be worse.