Petra lives up to the hype. Mum was here just a few months ago and we quickly understand why she described her time here so enthusiastically. We also appreciate the scale of the hiking involved that she warned us about. The entrance to the lost city is through a deep, narrow canyon. We walk through the crevice with cliff tops looming up to 80m on either side of the pathway which is just a few metres wide. There are very few indications (with the exception of our fellow tourists and the odd donkey) that we are about to enter the hidden city until we quite literally step out in front of the magnificent treasury. The city is carved straight into the sandstone and the majority of the site is made up of various tombs. Much like a hollywood set, the facade is magnificent but there’s not much behind. Having said that it’s not a disappointment and we trek up to the monastery to take in the panoramic views of the city and out across the desert to Israel. A Turkish bath and massage is definitely in order at the end of a long day but unfortunately we come to realise the Turkish bath and massage are probably best left to ....the Turkish maybe?
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