I bet you’ve had enough photos of Petra. I found it amazing and would go back again.
Unfortunately, it was the end of the afternoon. We had to come down from the caves and set off for the long walk back. It was hot. We were weary but elated.
This stallholder was surprised when one of the goats came for a visit. He had to shoo it out.
We walked back past the incredible rocks and carvings.
Past the peddlers of tourist tat.
Past the Treasury with the touts looking to snag a last tourist.
Past the weary families.
A last look back before heading down the cleft.
Past the boy with the donkey hoping for a weary traveller.
Down among the amazing rocks
past the occasional monument (devoid of idols)
Avoiding the madly careering horses and traps.
Past the weary people snatching a rest
Past people arriving for the evening sunset
Out of the cleft, past the weary horses
A last look at the Nabatean caves.
And Petra was left behind us – but we took some of its magic with us!