EGYPT TO ISRAEL
    Suez Canal to Med
    
    We left Abu Tig 
    Marina with a whole bunch of other sailboats heading up to the Suez Canal. 
    The weather forecast showed a small but favorable window. What should have 
    been a 2 day trip turned into 4 days! The sail started beautifully, but soon 
    we encountered gale force winds right on the nose and rough seas. Many of 
    the boats decided to tuck into small bays along the Straits of Gubal, but we 
    continued to forge ahead. It was slow going and our friends on Duetto 
    suffered some minor damage. We dodged cargo ships, seismic survey vessels, 
    oil rigs, and coral reefs. We finally sailed into Port Suez weary, crusted 
    with salt, and looking forward to our Suez Canal transit. 
    The 
    Suez Canal has a fascinating history starting with the ancient Egyptians. 
    The pharaohs attempted to build a passageway from the 
    Nile River into the 
    Red Sea, but without much success and the project was abandoned. The Romans 
    followed suit, but found that their canal would all too often fill up with 
    silt. In the 18th century, the French recognized the importance 
    of a sea route from the Med to the Red Sea. In 1869, the Suez Canal was 
    completed connecting the Red Sea to the Mediterranean Sea via the Bitter 
    Lakes. The French and British maintained ownership of the canal for close to 
    100 years. Finally in 1956, the Suez Canal was relinquished to Egyptian 
    control. Today, the 
    Suez Canal stretches out for 87 miles and is transited by over 20,000 ships per 
    year.
    We 
    spent 2 days in Port Suez preparing for our canal transit. Exit Only was 
    measured inside and out to determine the cost of the transit. Finally with a 
    pilot to guide us through the canal, we were off. We have heard horror 
    stories about pilots sent aboard yachts -- groping, smoking, demanding 
    baksheesh, deliberately damaging the boat … etc. We were lucky with our 
    first pilot. He did an excellent job, taking us straight to the half-way 
    point of Ismailia.
    How 
    shall I describe the Suez Canal … let me count the ways. Let’s just call it 
    a “ditch in the desert.” That is literally all it is. There is sand 
    stretched out for miles all around the canal. Occasionally, we would see the 
    burned out remains of a tank or building. The canal was actually closed for 
    a number of years during the 1970’s after the 6 Day War with 
    Israel. 
    There is new construction everywhere, with new towns springing up on the 
    Sinai side. Ismailia feels like a cross between colonial Europe and exotic 
    Egypt. There are grand old homes, wide avenues and palm tree lined streets 
    paired up with impressive mosques, towering minarets, and veiled ladies. We 
    spent one week in Ismailia re-provisioning the boat, hanging out at the 
    Internet Café, and celebrating the end of the Red Sea with other yachties.
    Our 
    second leg up the Suez Canal was not as pleasant as the first one. We 
    thought we had a great pilot right up until the very end. It is customary to 
    present your pilot with a tip and small gift for his work. Cigarettes seem 
    to be the preferred commodity. We gave him what would be the standard tip 
    and then he began to pout and refuse to get off the boat when we pulled into 
    Port Said. Dave kept telling him to get off the boat, but he just sat right 
    back down. He demanded more cigarettes for the pilot boat who was picking 
    him up. Donna ended up giving them a very nice bar of chocolate and a 
    t-shirt. Finally, after about 15 minutes he relented, I guess realizing that 
    he wouldn’t get any more out of us. He jumped into the pilot boat and we 
    headed out into the Med.
    Med 
    to Israel
    I 
    can’t believe that we are finally in the 
    Mediterranean! 
    We have definitely earned it after 2½ months sailing up the 
    Red Sea! We have seen some amazing things in the last few months, 
    and now I am looking forward to seeing 
    Israel, Cyprus, Turkey, 
    Greece, and so much more. It only seemed fitting that as we sailed out into 
    the Med, we were greeted by a large pod of friendly dolphins that happily 
    accompanied up for 1 hour. They would swim alongside Exit Only, ecstatically 
    launching themselves out of the water. Ah, isn’t life grand!
    The 
    sail to Israel was uneventful, just the way it should be until we 
    were about 40 miles off the Israeli coast. We were contacted by the Israeli 
    Navy who told us that we would have to change   course. It made no real 
    sense at all. There was absolutely nothing out there. (We found out later 
    that they did not want us sailing near to the Gaza Strip) Then started the 
    endless and unchanging questions … where are you from, what is the name of 
    your boat, how many people on board, have you thrown anything into the 
    water, what was your last port of call … Our poor friends on Duetto had a 
    rough time. The Israeli radioperson must have been new to the job. She kept 
    asking the same questions again and again, then got confused. She could not 
    figure out how to pronounce the name of the boat (Dito, Dito … she would 
    call over the radio). When Geoff on Duetto would ask, “Are you calling me?” 
    she would reply, “No.” Craziness. She asked what their homeport was (Auckland, 
    NZ … she didn’t know where that was) and how long ago they had left (3 years 
    ago) which just boggled her mind. We were all tired and frustrated, and then 
    we were told that we had to wait 12 miles offshore before being allowed to 
    enter Israeli waters. A large PT boat roared out to check us out. Guess we 
    must have looked OK, because they finally let us in to Ashkelon. After 4 
    hours of waiting, we were beginning to wonder if we really wanted to come 
    into Israel. Once inside the marina, we were greeted by Israeli security who 
    did a search of the boat for weapons or explosives (they must have been 
    concerned with all the Muslim countries we have visited in the last 4 
    months) and then a thorough review of our passports and questioning (did 
    anyone give you anything, why did you come to Israel, how long will you 
    stay, do you know anyone here …).
    
    Israel Adventures
    
    Welcome to the Holy Land. We are based out of Ashkelon Marina, a mere 12 km 
    north of the Gaza Strip. Never have I seen such a militarized country. 
    Military service is mandatory for both men and women. Everywhere you look 
    there seem to be 18 year olds running around in hip-hugging camfies with a 
    AK-47 casually slung across their shoulders. Now I think I understand a 
    little better why the radioperson acted like she did. She probably was no 
    more than 20 years old, chewing gum, twirling her hair, and thinking about 
    what to wear for tomorrow’s date. It seems like we are strafed by fighter 
    jets, helicopters, and C-150’s a few times a day. They seem to keep a really 
    close eye on the Palestinians by keeping them cordoned off in the West Bank 
    (which is being whittled away by Jewish settlements) and the Gaza Strip. 
    Being here has provided a little better insight to this conflict which has 
    lasted for so many years.
    But I 
    don’t want to give the impression that we did not have a good time here in 
    Israel. We had a fabulous time, touring the country from north to south. We 
    did a whirlwind tour by car visiting ancient ruins, beautiful desert 
    canyons, bustling cities, sites of religious significance … and so much 
    more. I don’t know how I will possibly fit everything in! So let’s go down 
    the list.
    Jerusalem 
    -- We rented a taxi with some friends, Duetto and Cygnus II, and headed for 
    this amazing city. It was our first chance to see the Israeli countryside. 
    We were quite impressed by how they have transformed what had been dusty and 
    dry into a veritable oasis. Vineyards, orchards of every fruit imaginable, 
    fields of wheat and sunflowers … From the rolling coastal plains we crossed 
    into the mountains. Jerusalem sits high in the hills. The old city is 
    surrounded by an ancient wall, some of which dates to the time of Christ. 
    Surrounding the old city is the new city with its shopping centers, hectic 
    traffic, sidewalk cafes, and tightly packed neighborhoods. Our taxi driver 
    rarely left Ashkelon, so we ended up getting a little lost and he had to ask 
    for directions. We finally made our way to the Jaffa Gate, the main entrance 
    to the old city.
    When 
    we arrived in the 
    Old 
    City, 
    everyone seemed to be just waking up. None of the shops or restaurants were 
    open. The streets were mostly empty. A few hours after walking around, 
    everything changed. Tourists were out in force. Our first stop was the Tower 
    of David (nothing to do with King David) which was built by King Herod of 
    Biblical fame and then reinforced by Saladin. The walls surrounding the old 
    city of Jerusalem were built by Saladin to protect the city from the 
    Crusader’s onslaught. It was so interesting to discover that most of what 
    you seen in Jerusalem 
    dates to the Middle Ages. Little is left from Biblical times. That was a 
    shock to me. I guess I had imagined that some of the places mentioned in the 
    Bible would be there for me to see. Jerusalem has been conquered, divided, 
    and destroyed by so many people across the centuries. Historically, it is a 
    melting pot of the Jews, Greeks, Persians, Romans, Byzantines, Muslims, 
    Crusaders, British … The city is divided into sections: Jewish, Muslim, 
    Christian, and Armenian. Narrow, winding, and cobblestone streets are lined 
    with colorful bougainvillea. Kids still play in the streets here. It does 
    feel a little like taking a step back in time … that is until you reach the 
    souq! Here they sell everything and anything a tourist could want -- 
    ceramics, towels, jewelry, illegal DVD’s, glowing Jesus figurines, postcards 
    … All the vendors beckon for you to come and take a little look their shops. 
    It would be easy to get lost here.
    
    From the souqs we headed to the Wailing Wall and the Dome of the Rock. These 
    are 2 of the most holy places in major world religions. And although the 
    Islamic and Jewish faiths are opposing forces, these sites are no more than 
    100 yards from each other. This is place where both Muslims and Jews believe 
    that Abraham attempted to offer his son (Ishmael and Isaac, respectively) as 
    a sacrifice to God. Incredible security to get close to the Wailing Wall 
    which dates to the Herodian Temple of Jesus’ time. It is all that the Jews 
    have left of their temple period. And they are out in mass, praying. Men are 
    separated from the women. They approach the wall reverently with heads 
    covered. Touching the wall, they begin to pray nodding their head to some 
    internal rhythm. Some write prayer requests on small scraps of paper which 
    are crammed into cracks in the wall. I don’t quite understand it. It seems 
    that they have been grieving for the loss of their temple for 2000 years. 
    Sitting above the Wailing Wall is the Dome of the Rock Mosque. Muslims 
    believe that Mohammed ascended into heaven here, leaving a footprint on a 
    holy rock (now at the center of the mosque). A mosque was built here to 
    commemorate the event over 1500 years ago. The mosque seems to be the 
    pinnacle of Jerusalem 
    with its golden dome and brightly decorated mosaics. As non-Muslims and 
    tourists, we were not allowed to enter the mosque.
    Other 
    sites we visited in 
    Jerusalem 
    included the Church of the Holy Sepulcher which Christians believe marks the 
    spot of Golgotha. There were beautiful mosaics inside dating to the 
    Byzantine period. We walked down the Via Dolorosa and outside the city to 
    the Garden of Gethsemane and Mount of Olives. Hills, hills, and more hills 
    everywhere. Hard to believe that this is place where Jesus came to share his 
    final hours with his friends. There is a beautiful church built in the 
    Garden of Gethsemane. The Mount of Olives was covered with white tombstones. 
    All the olive trees must have been ripped out. Supposedly, conservative Jews 
    believe that the Messiah will descend to earth at this place and raise the 
    dead here first. Everyone want to be the first in line! With our day winding 
    down in Jerusalem, we headed back to Ashkelon. Dusty, dirty, and weary. I 
    think that I literally walked my feet off in Jerusalem. Now we just have the 
    rest of Israel to check out.
    
    Mitzpah Ramon & Avdat -- Our next big stop in Israel was Avdat, an ancient 
    city built by the Nabateans and Mitzpah Ramon which looked like a smaller 
    version of the Grand Canyon and SW USA. Avdat was a surprise find in the 
    middle of the desert. Like most things in Israel, it had been conquered and 
    used by many different peoples -- Romans, Nabateans, Byzantines … The 
    Nabateans were traders who worked the 
    Spice Route 
    from the Far East. Avdat was one of their important way stations. There were 
    ruins of old temples, churches, homes, and military encampments. But the fun 
    part was the caves dug out of the soft limestone and used for homes, They 
    were pretty fancy with arches, built in shelves, fireplaces, and connecting 
    rooms. From Avdat, we headed to Mitzpah Ramon a huge canyon in the 
    Negev 
    Desert. 
    It is actually part of the Rift Valley which starts in Kenya and ends in 
    Syria. Amazing rock formations and cliff faces here! We made it into town 
    just as the sun was beginning to go down and jumped on the opportunity for a 
    personalized tour from our hotel manager. We got to see some of the desert 
    wildlife up close and personal, including eagles and pesky ibex (like goats, 
    but with bigger horns). The next morning we headed further south to make our 
    jump across the border to Jordan.
    
    Dead Sea, Masada, Qumran -- The area surrounding the Dead Sea is absolutely 
    desolate in terms of relief, but rich with history. Biblical scholars and 
    archeologists say that the cities of 
    Sodom and 
    Gomorrah 
    were somewhere around here. The valley where the 
    Dead Sea sits is the lowest point on earth -- over 400 meters below sea level! 
    The Dead Sea is so 
    salty, that nothing can live in it. As you drive down into the valley, the 
    smell of sulphor and other mineral salts becomes stronger and stronger. We 
    had the chance to take a dip, and let me tell ya, it was unlike anything I 
    have ever experienced. Because of the high salinity, you float like a beach 
    ball! No need to paddle or kick (which David soon discovered). The water 
    seems to coat your body in a layer of slime. The one thing you don’t want to 
    do while in the water is get any in your eye or mouth. It stings like you 
    would not believe!! The ancients believed that the water had healing 
    properties. That belief seems to have caught on, as the Israelis are 
    building numerous hotels and spas around the Sea and have a whole line of 
    beauty products based on the 
    Dead Sea minerals.
    Around 
    the Dead Sea are some important historical sites, including 
    Masada and Qumran. 
    Masada is known for being the center of Jewish resistance to the Romans. In 
    70 AD, the Roman Emperor had destroyed Jerusalem and the Temple. Many 
    freedom fighters fled to Masada which had originally been King Herod’s 
    desert palace and fortress high atop a plateau overlooking the Dead Sea. 
    After 3 years of resistance, the Romans tired of 
    Masada’s rebels and they laid siege to the fortress. The Roman soldiers built 
    camps around the base of the plateau and began to build a ramp up the 450 
    meter tall cliff face. The Jewish freedom fighters hope began to crumble and 
    so their leader convinced them that death would be better than torture, 
    rape, and slavery. Over 900 people committed suicide, except for 5 women and 
    2 children who hid in a cistern. The Roman soldiers entered only to find 
    absolute silence and death.
    Qumran 
    is the place where the Dead Sea Scrolls were in found in 1947. A Bedouin 
    shepherd was looking for his ship in the cliffs above the 
    Dead Sea. When he threw a stone into one of the many caves that lined 
    the cliff, he heard the sound of pottery breaking. The scrolls had been 
    hidden in jars for over 2000 years by a little known Jewish sect called the 
    Essenes. Some scholars believe that John the Baptist may have been an 
    Essene. The scrolls contained books of the Old Testament, the Apocrypha, and 
    the sect’s own laws for communal living, ritual bathing and purity. When 
    excavations began, archeologists found early structures, such as dining 
    rooms, cisterns, pottery shops, kitchens, and writing room.
    Bet 
    Guvrin, Jordan River, & Sea of Galilee -- Bet Guvrin is a national park that 
    contains a number of different settlements: Biblical, Hellenistic, Roman, 
    and Byzantine cities. The settlements were a combination of above and below 
    ground structures. One of the most fascinating was the Columbarium Cave 
    which housed over 2000 pigeons. It had been dug out of the soft limestone 
    bedrock into the shape of a double cross during 4th-3rd 
    century BC. The pigeons were used for food and cultic purposes, while their 
    droppings were used as fertilizer. Additionally underground were large 
    cisterns, baths, olive press, and homes. The Bell caves were quarries formed 
    during the Byzantine and Islamic periods by cutting a small hole in the 
    surface of the earth and then slowly cutting down to form a huge bell shaped 
    cavern. There was so much here to see that we were not able to get around to 
    all of it -- Roman amphitheatres, churches, fortress, tombs, and bathhouses.
    Making 
    our way north, we stopped at the 
    Jordan River. The 
    Jordan River is where the Israelites crossed to go to 
    Jericho and where Jesus was 
    baptized. They actually have a baptismal site set up for church groups. When 
    we arrived there was a large group from 
    Capital 
    Christian Center in Sacramento being baptized. Everyone there was so excited 
    and joyful, singing worship songs, and smiling. We took a few pictures and 
    watched. David got to talking with some of the church members and decided 
    that he was going to baptized right then and there! The church family 
    welcomed him with open arms, so he ran off to find a baptismal gown and 
    towel. One of the ladies there encouraged me to join David in baptism and 
    that struck me as a wonderful idea. What better way, as a couple, to commit 
    our relationship to God and to grow spiritually together. So then I ran off 
    to find a baptismal gown and towel. The clock was ticking down. Well, 
    needless to say, at a tourist site things get a little pricey. They wanted 
    26 shekels (roughly $6) for the rental. David didn’t have any money, so he 
    begged a sopping wet towel and unused gown off one of the church members who 
    had just gotten baptized. I rented my gown and towel and then we headed to 
    the water. What a happy event! David shared a little bit about our trip and 
    who we were, and then the pastors gave us the plunge! The funny part of all 
    this was that Dave was manning the video camera. That is normally David’s 
    job. In his excitement, Dave hit the wrong button on the video camera just 
    as we were about to be dunked in the water. So does the evidence of our 
    baptism exist?! Thank you so much to all the members of the 
    Capital 
    Christian Center who encouraged us to be baptized and opened your loving 
    arms! You all made it a very special moment. How wonderful to be able to 
    share this experience with our brothers and sisters in Christ halfway around 
    the world. Someday, David and I will have to come and visit you in 
    Sacramento.
    From 
    the Jordan River, we headed to Tiberius on the Sea of Galilee. This is the 
    area that Jesus really called home. He spent most of ministry in the 
    surrounding area. If was so neat to see the environment that may have shaped 
    his upbringing and influenced his teachings and parables. Being here really 
    brought the Bible to life in a new way. Christians have been coming to
    Galilee for centuries. Surrounding the Sea of Galilee are a 
    number of sites dedicated to the Sermon on the Mount (or Beatitudes), the 
    feeding of the 5000, Jesus calming the storm and walking on water, the 
    healing of the demon possessed … and many more. Some of these sites have 
    been marked with century old churches and monasteries. This is definitely an 
    area that I would love to visit again.
    Golan 
    Heights, Nimrod Fortress, & 
    Caesarea -- The last part of our trip explored the northern part of 
    Israel. We drove up into 
    the Golan Heights that borders Syria and Lebanon. This is of course an area 
    of much tension. But the settlements and developments are going up 
    everywhere. What surprised me was how beautiful it was with snow capped 
    Mount Hermon in the distance and rolling hills. Agriculture is in full bloom 
    here. There were orchards and vineyards everywhere -- apples, pears, 
    apricots, oranges, mangos, figs, dates … Impressive!
    
    Sitting high in the hills of the 
    Golan Heights was the Nimrod Fortress built by the Muslims to 
    defend themselves against the Christian Crusaders. It was the perfect castle 
    for the Middle Ages overlooking the fertile 
    Hula Valley. Thick walls, 
    secret passages, towers, dungeons … It was a stronghold that lasted for 
    hundreds of years, until the Mongols swooped out from the Ural-Altai plains, 
    defeated the Mukluk defenders, and attempted to tear down the fortress. They 
    didn’t have much luck though and a good portion of the fortress remains 
    intact.
    
    Finally, heading back to the coast we drove through the Valley of 
    Armageddon, Nazareth, the Mount of Transfiguration, and many other Biblical 
    sites. Our last stop was in Caesarea where King Herod built an aqueduct 
    right on the shores of the 
    Mediterranean. The aqueduct carried water over 8 miles into the 
    city of Caesarea from mountains in the north. It was an unparalleled 
    accomplishment in ancient times honoring Caesar Augustus who was King 
    Herod‘s patron. Amazing that the structure is still standing today with its 
    graceful arches.
    Over a 
    period of 5 days we traveled from north to south in Israel. Whew, it had me 
    worn out! But we had the chance to see some amazing things and learn so much 
    about Israel and its past. With everything that we missed, we could plan a 
    whole other road trip!
    
    Jordan & Petra
    On our 
    first road trip to Avdat and Mitzpah Ramon, we continued south towards the 
    Gulf of Aqaba and the Jordanian border. Our goal was to reach the ancient 
    city of Petra which is one of the wonders of the modern world! We crossed 
    the border early in the morning, were questioned about our visits to other 
    Muslim countries (the 18 year old Israeli immigration gal just could not 
    understand how we could sail up the Red Sea, visit so many countries, and 
    then end up on the Jordanian border … we had to explain each and every one 
    of our stamps to her), had our luggage searched, and passport stamped. A 
    hundred yard dash with bags bouncing all around and we crossed the border 
    into Jordan! 
    The process was more or less repeated on the Jordanian side and we were off 
    with our faithful taxi driver, Osama.
    We 
    delved into the Jordanian desert, to a beautiful place called Wadi Rum. 
    Amazing rock formations were created by ancient glaciers and oceans, then 
    the wind. It was like being in another world to see these towering red 
    sandstone cliffs and boulders set against sand dunes. One could even see the 
    occasional camel or Bedouin meandering by. The Bedouins still live here in 
    their camel hair tents with their goats and sheep, living just as they have 
    for hundreds of years. Only now, they have pick-up trucks to zip around in! 
    A few of them came by to check out the tourists taking pictures. You may 
    recognize pictures of Wadi Rum because this area was used as a movie set for 
    the classic Lawrence of Arabia. I could see that Dave, Donna, and David were 
    chomping on the bit seeing all this vast desert. They were in their element 
    (after 18 years of living in the Saudi Arabian sands) and thinking about 4x4 
    trips with their Land Rover Defender, camping behind sloping sand dunes and 
    dry riverbeds, and searching for Paleolithic artifacts. Perhaps they will 
    have to come back someday and check it all out.
    We 
    were off again for the high plains and the mountains. Petra was the capital 
    city of the Nabatean Empire which lasted for over 800 years. The Nabateans 
    were traders who controlled the Spice route from 
    Asia to 
    Europe. 
    Petra was a cultural melting pot. The Nabateans 
    incorporated the beliefs, culture, and architectural style of their 
    neighbors. The city had theatres, tombs, paved roads, churches, temples, 
    water systems, agricultural terraces … Eventually, the Nabateans came under 
    the domination of the Romans 106 AD, but the city continued to flourish 
    through the Byzantine period. When Islam took over the 
    Middle East, the city fell into oblivion and was lost for over 1500 
    years. In 1812, a European explorer disguised as an Arab persuaded some 
    Bedouins to show him the lost city. He was absolutely flabbergasted by the 
    beauty of the city. 
    Petra is carved into red sandstone cliff faces of the 
    Jordanian desert. “Match me such a marvel save in Eastern clime / A rose red 
    city half as old as time.” (Poet Dean Burgon) Tucked away in winding 
    canyons, it is easy to understand why this city was hidden for over one 
    thousand years. We had an amazing time exploring this place. I was as 
    awestruck as those early explorers at the beauty and the brilliance of the 
    construction. You may recognize 
    Petra from its brief appearance in Indiana Jones and the Last 
    Crusade.
    To 
    enter Petra one must transit a narrow and winding gorge called As-Siq. Along 
    the edge of the walls is an aqueduct that brought water into the heart of 
    the city. You can still see carvings and statues on the wall that have been 
    worn away by the wind and water. You walk down this narrow corridor for 2 km 
    and then suddenly it opens up and you can see the Treasury (of Indiana Jones 
    fame). This beautiful building was carved out of the rock in 1st 
    century BC as a tomb for an important king. Architecturally, they 
    incorporated Greek style with huge columns, capitals, and statues.  As you 
    continue down the corridor, the gorge opens even wider to a valley of sorts. 
    On either side are tombs and temples -- the Avenue of Facades, some 
    incomplete, other worn away by time. And then, carved into solid rock is the 
    impressive amphitheatre that seated 7000 people. It took over 20 years to 
    build. There were temples to visit, plazas, and tombs. The sandstone was 
    beautiful in shades of red, white, and yellow swirling together. The piece 
    de resistance was probably the Monastery. One had to walk up a flight of 
    over 800 steps up the mountain of Ad-Deir. I huffed and puffed my way up the 
    steps with David and Dave, while Donna took a donkey. The Monastery is a 
    huge temple carved out of the rocks with domes, statues, columns, and large 
    rooms. In the Byzantine period, archeologists believe that it may have 
    served as a church.
    The 
    interesting thing about 
    Petra 
    is that the Bedouin have used it for years and continue to use it. About 15 
    years ago the Jordanian government tried to move the Bedouin out of the 
    caves in Petra and built a village nearby. But many of the Bedouin remain in 
    a “tourist” capacity. They sell postcards, t-shirts, and artifacts. They 
    come to Petra on their donkeys, camels, and horses to offer a ride to weary 
    walkers for “a very good price”. Some of the Bedouin still seem to use the 
    caves for their livestock. Six hours of hoofing it around 
    Petra and my legs felt like jelly. But I resisted the urge to grab 
    a carriage ride for the 5 km walk back. What an amazing place! We saw most 
    everything and yet I feel as though there must be more to see and to 
    understand. If you ever get the chance to visit 
    Petra, you will truly love 
    this 8th wonder of the world!