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Egypt to the Promised Land 4

March 23, 2007/Friday
2:24:pm EET
(Petra, Jordan to Amman, Jordan)

We still have a police escort. I just think that is cool. Personally, I would like to see a shoot out. But, no one else with us would be excited about that at all. I kind of like some real action.

I slept well last night. We stayed in the coolest hotel. It was the Tayban Zamat. It is an Ottoman Village that has been remodeled to the tune of 6 million dollars. It has the look of an adobe type dwelling. There are several sections to it. It is laid out along the mountainside.

Today, we went to Petra. If you have seen the movie, Indian Jones, Search for the Holy Grail, then you have seen some of what we saw today. Petra is a city that was carved out of valley of sandstone mountains in Jordan. It is truly amazing. It is one of the most unbelievable things I have ever seen. People are pushing for it to become one of the new wonders of the world.

When you get to Petra, you walk about a mile down through an ancient winding path that used to be a riverbed. This path lies between to straight bluff surfaces of the mountains. They were carved out by water. The colors are beautiful. It varies in width from 16-40 feet. It is straight up. The striations in the rock are amazing. This pathway is called a siq. When you get to the old city, it opens up and you see this thing called The Treasury. It is the building carved out of the mountains bluff. Only seeing it will help you to believe it. The rest of the city contains all of the housing carved out of the bluffs. There is a theater that seated 7,000.

We have been driving around these places that have birthed so much amazing history. We have or will see where Jesus walked, Moses floated down the river, King Tut reigned, where Cleopatra ruled, where Jacob wrestled with God, where the Nabateans built Petra, and so much more that I cannot imagine how words could contain it. We are where these people once were. And here Tim Brown cruises through. Who am I to ride through these areas?

Dave, Tina and I saw a wedding reception today. It included fireworks, It also included three white folks. We stuck out.

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