The Rose City
Imagine carving a magnificent planned city out of stones in the mountains in 300 BC. A city so well planned that it's only protection was the natural mountains and canyons which nestled it and whose existence was known to a chosen few. As I walk to Petra, I realise that sometimes nature does her job so well that it's no wonder the city remained almost untouched and undiscovered till 1812.
Enroute, hidden somewhere in this mountain range is the city of Petra. It's no wonder people could not find it!
Still enroute as it only seemed fair to see 'Little Petra', a fitting prequel to the sequel.
And so begins the search for Petra. It's an auspicious start, no doubt, as we pass the tombs first.
In the Siq, the signs tell us we are on the right track, but I am starting to see why one would believe that was not a road to nowhere!
Finally, what looks like an entrance. Suddenly it feels like we have stepped back in time.
And then the siq parts and I spy with my little eye!! 🏛
The money shot, literally - the Al Khazneh a.k.a. the Treasury.
So much to see and so little time, but atleast I have company to procrastinate about how best to spend my time in Petra.
And then we start walking to see the the city reveal itself.
The great temple.
The promenade and the Hadrian gate.
The streets part again and so it is time for more procrastination, about which way to go, this time with camel as companions.
Of course at the time it seemed like a good idea to walk uphill for an hour - to lead us to the Deir or monastery for some much needed wisdom.
As a little treat for the trek, it's time to have some Bedouin tea perched precariously at the edge of the mountains.
And just like that, it's almost time to leave, having seen so little of so much!
Bye, bye Petra. You have been truly spectacular! #stellerstories #stellertravel #stellerverse #stelleradventure