Trip Start Jan 22, 2010
15Trip End May 29, 2010
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So we went to the travel agency/ bus station and after waiting for a bit (you do a lot of this in the Middle East) we got on a huge bus and around 10am headed for Petra. We were the only passengers riding at the time- I thought the bus was kind of big for a private ride- but it turns out we were picking up tourists about 20 minutes away at a gorgeous resort/port in Jordan. They were in Jordan for a day trip to Petra and we were temporarily in their tour group while riding the bus- a nice little perk. The bus filled up and we set off for Petra (with a couple stops in between of course) arriving between 12:30 and 1pm at the bus station in Wadi Musa
The monastery is supposed to be one of the main attractions- but apparently you have to walk up 1,000 steps to get there. OK, no problem, -until I started to count and realized how high 1,000 really is. I was in flip flops and there were only five-10 steps at a time, then a lot of rough terrain, 5-10 more steps and then ½ a mile of rough mountain ground- I would have probably done better with 1,000 steps in a row. We finally reached the top and the view was spectacular- it literally made me gasp. The monastery was humongous and beautifully carved- I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that these people carved these structures into a mountain!!! We rested for quite awhile at the top- I didn’t want to think about having to go back down. We finally began the long journey back down, then back through the rest of Petra and towards the exit. It was around 7pm now and they were setting up for the night tour of Petra, which consisted of a candlelit path through all the old mountains and monuments. Lucky for us we were so late coming back, we were able to see part of the night tour while they were setting up- it was so beautiful
We had still been planning on driving to Amman that night- but plans changed when she became so sick, and needed to lie down and stay somewhere. I got in a cab with her while Garrett and her friend walked back to his car and we went straight to the hotel we had been planning to stay at previously. We got out of the cab-turns out the rooms were full…of course. I began to walk down the street to another hotel, with Haley trailing slowly behind- they of course were booked too. Garrett and her friend met up with us and I walked into the hotel across the street. Haley lay on the couch in the lobby and I met the jolliest hotel manager ever. Except he didn’t have any rooms either- so I casually pointed out my sick friend and played the sympathy card. He called a friend of his who owns a hotel, said a car would meet us and we could follow it to the hotel and there we would have a room ready and waiting. Thank God! I was overly worried about Haley and was afraid we were going to have to go to the hospital- something none of us wanted to do. When we finally got the room- kind of gross and disgusting but it was a room- Haley dove into bed, finally took some medicine, and after awhile fell asleep, and I felt sooo relieved. Garrett and her friend went back to a bar to watch a soccer game and since I was too tired to function I went right to bed.
The next morning, she woke up good as new- so weird- and said she felt like she’d never even been sick. I was so very thankful for that, and we got dressed and ready to begin our day as if nothing had happened. Garrett’s friend said he would dive us to Amman that day but first we would stop at the Dead Sea on the way!!