Multimedia: Trek Petra
“Match me such marvel save in Eastern clime / A rose-red city half as old as time,†John William Burgon so aptly wrote in his 1845 poem Petra. After hiking for four days through striking mountain peaks, camping alongside freshwater springs and making our way through cavernous canyons, our first glimpse of the majestic Nabataean.
Multimedia: Trek Petra
“Match me such marvel save in Eastern clime / A rose-red city half as old as time,†John William Burgon so aptly wrote in his 1845 poem Petra. After hiking for four days through striking mountain peaks, camping alongside freshwater springs and making our way through cavernous canyons, our first glimpse of the majestic Nabataean.
“Match me such marvel save in Eastern clime / A rose-red city half as old as time,†John William Burgon so aptly wrote in his 1845 poem Petra. After hiking for four days through striking mountain peaks, camping alongside freshwater springs and making our way through cavernous canyons, our first glimpse of the majestic Nabataean city of Petra was as mystical an experience as it must have been for camel-caravans of yore
