If I die

. . . at least I will have been to Petra. This time, a friend and I took donkeys through Petra to the high place of sacrifice. I never would have been able to see the whole thing on foot. Here are a few snapshots taken by the rider on the other horse. They don't do it justice, buy you get the idea.

This Bedouin man was born in Petra and has lived here all his life. He learned to speak English from the tourists.  

Donkeys are incredibly sure footed and can carry heavy loads up the steep hills to very precarious places.

My donkey leading us higher along a narrow ledge.

The view from the ledge.

There's no doubt in my mind: I'm glad I went. Can't wait to go back.