Last day in Petra

Last day in Petra

Wadi Musa, Jordan, Asia

Today was a very cool day at Petra. It started out with an early wake up call, and breakfast at the hotel. I got the 7:30am shuttle to Petra and started walking in at about 7:45am. This is the best time to go because there were hardly any people there, and it wasn’t too hot at this point. It was much more comfortable than starting a hike at 2pm.

I hiked up past the tombs today, which were really cool to see. They were similar to the Treasury, just not as nice, BUT you could go inside them. There’s not much to them inside, but it’s cool to see the tombs and the colors of the rocks that were carved out. It really showed the different reds, blacks, and greys in the rocks. The big hike started from here, up the al-Khubtha path. This gave a great view of the city of Petra near the top of the path.

I hardly saw anyone on the hour-long walk up the path, but enough people to know I was heading in the right direction. I ended up at this little tent that was set up next to a Jordanian flag, and the view was spectacular. I found myself right across from the Treasury, looking down on it. It was phenomenal! I met an English couple (Jamie and Claire) who were sitting on the edge of the cliff enjoying the view. I think I sat there for about an hour just chatting with them, and no one else turned up in all that time. It was like we found this little viewing point that no one else knew about.

It was about 11:30am when I started to head back down and this was when I really noticed how sore my legs are. I’m not used to all this hiking up rocky mountains, and after three days of it, I was pretty beat. I took my time coming down and walking back out of Petra. I feel like I saw everything I wanted to see and was happy that I wasn’t going to have to make that long walk out of Petra again. It’s all uphill when you’re leaving, so it just makes you feel that much more exhausted after a day of hiking.

I decided to take my time and walk back up to the hotel instead of getting a taxi. This was a ridiculous idea because the taxi would have cost 2 dinar (about £1.50), but since I had nothing to get back for I just took my time. It was now about 1pm and hot as hell, so I took a break half way up the hill and got some lunch. It was a great Arabic Shawarma with all the trimmings.

I made it back up to the hotel, had a nice chat with a girl who works at the hotel (Reeba) while also working for a humanitarian organization to help Syrian refugees who are settling here in Jordan. It was interesting to hear about that. I’ve spent the rest of the day chilling out and planning my next moves. I’m off to Amman tomorrow, which I have not heard great things about, but it’s already booked, so I’ll just make the best of it.

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