It was dark but there were little tea lights in paper bags marking the way. We had no idea where we were going so we just followed the lights. We walked and walked. The track changed from gravel to paving and we became aware of high sides of rock around us as we walked, hearing the echo but not entirely sure how long we had to walk or where the trail of lights would take us. Petra, by night. After about half an hour of steady walking we came upon an open area, lit only by hundreds of candles, the glow faintly lighting up what we later learn was the Treasury. Our first glimpse of the most iconic view of Petra. We were ushered through to sit on mats and given hot, sweet tea to drink. In amongst the candles a Bedouin was playing traditional music. It was nothing short of magical. Continue reading
I didn’t really know what to expect. Would we just be driven to a beach and deposited at the water’s edge? I was visiting the Dead Sea for the first time.
Legend has it that the Dead Sea is a result of the biblical curse from the time of Sodom and Gomorrah. The sea used to be fresh water but was turned salty and undrinkable, in fact hostile to all life, by the anger of God. Continue reading