Anyone
who knows me, understands I love to crawl through ancient ruins. I’ve climbed
the pyramids at Giza, crawled all through Angkor Wat, walked Borobudur, and hiked
to Machu Picchu, just to name a few. This last week I had the opportunity to
travel from Tel Aviv into Jordan to visit Petra. Herman and I spent two days at
Petra, and it turned out to be one of the most interesting and inspiring hikes
of our lives. We loved it.
More
than two thousand years old, Petra was built by the Nabataeans in the heart of
the Shara Mountains. It prospered in the first centuries BC and AD as was a
vital part of a major trading route connecting ancient Mesopotamia and Egypt.
Today, intricate facades sculpted into the sandstone cliffs of the area can
still be seen, along with other remarkably preserved structures and monument of
this fascinating civilization. At its peak, it housed fifty-thousand
inhabitance. By the middle of the 7th century Petra appears to have
been largely deserted and it was then lost to all except local Bedouin from the
area.
Petra
was also known as the rose-red city, a name it gets from the color of the rock
from with the city's magnificent structures were carved. The city has numerous
tombs cut into the mountainside, along with temples, a theater, and a colonnade
street with two free-standing churches.
Needless
to say, I was in hog heaven.
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