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Eachmonth,a travelwriter
reflectsonthetripsthat
madethemthinka little
differentlyabouttheworld.Inthis
issue,MikeMacEacheranonPetra
@MikeMacEacheran
hatbroughtmetoJordanwasn’tits
impressivelyBiblicalruins,ephemeral
goldensandsortheLawrenceofArabia
romanceofWadiRum.It wasa childhood
glimpseoftherose-redlostcityoftheNabataeansin
a well-thumbedcopyofHergé’sTheAdventuresof
Tintin. TheTreasury,Petra’smostexhilaratingrock
temple,madea lastingimpressionthathasstuckfor
a lifetime.Sowhenstandingstock-stillatitsbase,my
childlikewonderwasuncontainable.It wasbornfrom
thedustypillars,thesplinteredcanyonchippedaway
bythemillennia,thehorsesridingouttothe
sandstonecrypt,framedbygoldencliffsfadingto
shadow.WhenmyeyescaughtsightoftheBedouin,
15 ""*#"', !-5*1 ," +# 0#" )#$ 7#&1 2 ',2#,1#
feelingofnostalgiawasinstantlyreplacedbyoneof
pureelation.Likeghosts,theyglidedoutfromtheSiq
passagewayina ceremonialprocession,holding
'!)#0',%! ,"*#1 '0 1. 0)*',%#7#1 1##+#"2-
staredeepintomysoul.Overthenexthour,asthe
nightskygrewinintensity,I watcheda thousand
torchessparklifeintothisgatewaytotheunderworld.
It cameinever-variegatedstages,a duskyorange
$2#0%*-5 2 012 $-**-5#" 7 .',) %*'++#0 ,"
, **7 1+-)7.30.*#! 12 !0-112 0-!) $ !#
blanketofstarsunfoldingabove.TheBedouintook
turnstosingwistfuldesertlaments,whileI embraced
thescene’stimelessmelancholy.Theworldturnson
momentslikethis,I thought.Andif anancient
Nabataeandeityhadappearedfromtheshadowsto
carryawaymysoul,I wouldhavegladlyfollowed.
Life
changer
THETAKEAWAY
Modernlifeencouragesus to valueborders,butPetrais
a time-warpof culturalinteractionsas beguilingtodayas
it wouldhavebeena thousandyearsago.I shiverwhen
I recallthatnight,butI takeit to meanso muchmore:
if thereis hopeandpossibility,it liesin sucha place.
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