It had to be the late 1980’s. I was young and the band “Petra” was killing it on the Christian music charts as they changed the face of Christian rock with their 80’s hair band style. I can still remember some of the lyrics. Here is one of my favorites:
I had no idea what the word “petra” meant. In fact, it was not until I was thinking about this blog and did research that I found out petra is the Greek word for “rock.”
Back in those days, I pulled out the ol’ dictionary book – you remember those things called books, right? They have hard covers and paper “pages” that you turn to continue on with the story? Dictionaries came in book form too. Crazy! Well, the dictionary refe
renced an ancient city in Jordan. I thought, “Ancient city? That sounds cool. I want to know more!” So, I pulled out the encyclopedia book. For those of you who do not know what an encyclopedia is, it is basically Wikipedia, but in book form. The books were alphabetized from A to Z. I pulled out the “P” volume and looked for “Petra.” One look at that poor quality photo in the encyclopedia and I knew I wanted to see it one day. I did not believe I would actually get the chance.
I am led to say this: NEVER underestimate or scoff at the interests, dreams or longings you have had, even at the earliest of ages. You never know what awaits you in the future. Things you thought were silly or are just childhood wants, can actually come to pass. They are not to be taken lightly. Do you know when I was five years old, I told my mom I wanted to be a ballerina or a forklift driver? I wound up driving a forklift for nearly 8 years when I was in my twenties (By that point, it was far less of a dream than when I was five). Childhood dreams and the spoken word are very powerful! What things did you dream about as a child? Have you had the opportunity for them to happen yet? If not, keep your eyes and ears open for opportunity. Let the five year old dreamer in you come alive!
Since Petra is so close to Israel, (located in the bordering country of Jordan), I decided to look into the cost and procedure of visiting. Boy, talk about a can of worms. I heard everything from needing a visa before leaving the United States to waltzing across the border with no problem. I heard a variety of costs ranging from $50 if you go at it alone to $800 for a private guide. I heard my safety would be at risk and that it is completely safe. I heard all sorts of things. But in the end I had to ask myself a couple of questions:
- Is it something I have dreamed of for a long time? Yes.
- Is the money worth spending? Yes.
- If I have to cut my trip short in order to make this dream happen, is it worth it? Yes.
- If this is the only opportunity I ever get to visit Petra, will I regret not going? Yes.
There was nothing more to discuss. I was going to Petra.
The day tour was fantastic. The border crossing was almost smooth. The site was beautiful. If you are not familiar with Petra, you may have seen it showcased in a variety of movies. The location has shown up in Indian Jones and the Last Crusade, Arabian Nights, Mortal Kombat: Annihilation, The Mummy Returns, Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, and more.
Petra is over two thousand years old. Although it is unknown when Petra was actually built, the city prospered as the capital of the Nabataean Empire from the first century BC through the spice trade, specifically focused on frankincense and myrrh. Later, the Roman Empire acquired Petra until a large earthquake in 363 AD destroyed the city leading to its downfall. By the seventh century, only local Bedouin’s inhabited the area. It was considered the “lost city” until 1812 when Swiss explorer, Johannes Burckhardt, dressed as an Arab and convinced his Bedouin guide to lead him there. After his visit, Petra became well-known in the West and began attracting visitors. It is now a UNESCO World Heritage Site and has been labeled one of the New Seven Wonders of the World.
As you walk toward the canyon-walled pathway that guides you to Petra, you are met with rock formations on either side of the road. The doorways lead to tombs. Hundreds and hundreds of rock tombs line the path to Petra. Some of them are dated all the way back to the first century AD.
Nearly 700 horses, donkeys and camels work in the park, providing transportation for tourists and an income for owners. All three have been part of Arab life for thousands of years. (Click on photos to see full image)
The “Siq” or narrow gorge, is the winding pathway leading to Petra’s entrance. The Siq was the result of an earthquake which split the mountain apart, leaving the gorge. It is just over one kilometer long and extremely vivid in color. Some secrets can be found in the rock walls as you make your way toward the city.
When you arrive in Petra, you are immediately staring at “Al Khazna”or The Treasury. This is Petra’s most famous landmark, and rightfully so. Standing over 125 feet high, The Treasury is beautifully carved and decorated in Corinthian design. It is said Pharaoh’s treasure is still concealed here. Chances of spotting camels here are good. They will even take you for a ride if you are willing to pay.
As you walk the “Street of Facades” you will see a number of carved entrances to more tombs. Eventually, you will make your way to “The Theatre” which can accommodate 4,000 spectators! The columns in the front are an addition by the Romans during their time of occupation, later in Petra’s history.
Down around the corner from The Theatre stands “The Royal Tombs.” Each of the four buildings has its own given name but combined, they make up a most impressive and beautiful façade to view. Visitors can climb the five stories for the experience to walk inside and gaze at the marble ceilings. While it is obvious that some of the stairs have been reconstructed, others are still authentic so watch your step! (Click on photos to see full image)
If you were to continue the path past the Royal Tombs, you would reach other areas of ruins of Petra. Unfortunately , the city itself was eventually destroyed and never rebuilt. The majority of what remains is tombs. But nonetheless, it is one of the most incredible places I have ever visited. If you get the opportunity, go for it. You will not be disappointed.
And so, this brings us to end of my time in Petra and in Israel.
January 11th marks the six month anniversary of leaving home with just a backpack. In some ways, it has gone by fast. In other ways, it has crept along slowly. But no matter how I look at it, it has been a fantastic ride so far. Thank you for continuing to trek with me. Thank you for your comments of encouragement and cheer. You are such a part of this journey. You may not think so. You may think you have not played a part at all, but I assure you, you have. You matter. Your words matter. You reading this blog matters. You coming with me in spirit matters. Keep up the good work. We are not done yet.
Next destination: South Africa.
Now that I think we can agree that we all love Petra, I encourage you to chase God’s dream for your life. He guarantees to take you to a place greater than you imagined. Choose to take a step beyond belief to the next plateau.
than I could have imagined and a variety of different palms. The weather is just chilly enough for the need to wear every layer of clothing I own. Instead of a fruit drink, I make a couple of cups of instant coffee to help warm up. Instead of waves crashing, yesterday the cold rain was beating on the roof which also means I have a hood pulled over my head instead of a floppy hat. The tan I acquired only a month or so earlier has nearly faded. No seagulls to speak of, just the sweet, resident yellow lab who stops in for a quick hello. And yet at the end of it all, He is still El Shama – God who hears. Not only did He hear, but He honored my request in full.
the monastery. Elements of the mill are still well preserved today. The buildings have undergone much destruction and reconstruction over the centuries due to invasions, natural disasters and even looters but the magnificence of this place still remains. It sits high on a cliff overlooking the gorge of the Vorotan River. Even though it is only used for tourism now, as I stood in the courtyard breathing in the structures on the property, I was able to imagine the hub of activity it once was. Tatev really is a sight to behold as she stands proud of her legacy like a castle in the clouds.
largest body of water in Armenia measuring twenty miles wide and over forty-five miles long. It is also one of the largest high-altitude lakes in Eurasia sitting at a whopping 6,234ft above sea level! And let me tell you, while you area driving next to it, it just keeps going and going and going. The lake is considered a “national treasure” by providing electricity, fish and tourism to Armenia’s economy. As with most areas of Armenia, the history of Lake Sevan can be traced further back than most Americans can fathom with proof in the old black monastery which is situated on a peninsula overlooking the water. Since Lake Sevan boasts the only beaches in Armenia, it is a popular vacation spot for Armenians during the warm months.
hen we reached the small winery town of Areni, a nature preserve with a cave called to us so we turned off the main road and drove through the high cliffs and foliage. Truth be told, we never found the cave but an old monastery was waiting on top of a cliff area at the end of the preserve road.
attraction and a physical reminder of what once was. Monasteries were used as places of worship as well as hospitality centers, providing overnight accommodations for travelers passing through. Perhaps they were considered the first hostels or guest houses. Monks lived on the premises ministering and taking care of guest needs. Notice: The stairs in the front, on the outside of the structure. This is not a common feature for Armenian monasteries. 
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