For our second day in Petra we opted for the highly recommended experience of hiking back into Petra early in the morning to watch the sun slowly light up the Treasury. Unfortunately for us, however, it was a cloudy day which turned to light rain. We did spend a few moments at the Treasury, quietly sipping glasses of traditional Jordonian hot (and very) sweet tea. Lucky for us we were the only people there and it was quiet magical. Rain or not, our next stop was “Little Petra,” a nearby archaeological site where the traders used to stop and rest their camels before arriving into Petra. By the time we got there there, the sky had cleared and it was glorious day. When we pulled into the parking lot we were met by Mamoud, a local Bedouin, who was born his family's tent in Little Petra andused to live in the caves. He offered us a guided tour of Little Petra and tea in his tent. How could we resist?
Petra. Wow. Petra. I'm not sure I can adequately describe the grandeur of this ancient city. It is absolutely without question one of the most impressive places I've had the great fortune to visit. Dating back to 300 BC, it was originally the home of the Nabataeans. Until about 20 years ago, this intricately carved city was home to the Bedouins who have since moved to the nearby city of Wasi Musa or into their traditional tents. You enter the city through a long and narrowing passage of red and black waving sandstone called the Siq and at the end, catch a teasing glimpse of the Treasury and what is to come. You catch your breath.