An Ol' Broad's Ramblings
Playing Tourist On Day 6 – Day Trip
(Ok, so it’s no longer Day 6….obviously. I had some computer issues, and ya know what? Didn’t much care. LOL I have been way too tired every day to head to the lobby or fight with a weak connection in the rooms. I have been keeping track, not to worry. Have more. 
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Our day started earlier than normal. Since we had to be in the hotel lobby at 7:30am, I thought it would be a REAL good idea to have a wake up call at 5:30. Well, I’m not much of a morning person, so it’s better to have a little extra time to get at least a half eye open, right?
Breakfast is served at 7am, and since we didn’t know when we’d get lunch, thought it prudent to eat something. We ate, and waited. And waited. Ok, it wasn’t that bad, but it seemed that way. The mini bus finally showed up, and we were on our way…..to wait some more.
Why is it that customs, in any country, seems to take longer than any other country? This is just a portion of the people milling around, waiting in the same area. What was suppose to take about 15 minutes, took more than an hour.
After one of our group of seven, a little lady from Mexico City, raised some serious hell, we were finally able to walk from one country to another.
Yep, we went to Jordon, Hey, why not? We’re here, it’s there, nothing better to do, right?
First, our guide had to take us on a tour through Aqaba. I’m not really sure why, but they sure are doing a LOT of building….all kinds of new hotels and resorts. Guess what! The Red Sea isn’t red.
There were soldiers about 50 yards apart all along the streets. We found out the president of Austria was in town, and actually saw him, although, I couldn’t tell you what he looked like. Yeah, I was real impressed. Heh.
I wish I had been able to take more pictures of the scenery….it was amazing. I also wish I had paid more attention in geography class. This is nothing compared to what it actually looked like, but it was the only shot I could get after running across the highway. Ok, hobbling, but I got across, no harm done.
I think the guide said this (the semi white smudge on the top right) was the Tomb of Aaron, brother of Moses?
As we got closer to our destination, we got to stop once more and I got this shot.
With my ‘disability’, I got the dubious pleasure of taking a horse and cart. While it helped physically, I didn’t get to look at much on the way. I was way too busy holding on for dear life! Did you know that Roman roads aren’t all that flat? Well, they are a lot LESS flat when in a two wheeled cart looking at the business end of a horse.
I did manage to get this one though while on foot.
And then….there it was….straight out of Indiana Jones!
Truth be told, it’s actually more impressive on TV. LOL No, not really. Well, maybe just a little.
Now, I found this really odd. These two pictures are from the inside of the thing, and are the only two that have those spots, and only on the inside. They don’t show up on the edges.
Weird, huh.
The Mr and took the cart back up to the top, so were able to people watch for a while, waiting for the rest of our group. This guy was hanging around. Every time I got a half way decent shot, he turned around, or someone walked in front of him. He was all decked with dagger thingy and all. This was the best I could do.
After a rather tasty lunch, at 3 (yeah, we were pretty hungry), we headed back. One more potty stop at a tacky souvenir shop, and a shot of the moon.
Coming back into Israel was a lot easier than getting out…lot fewer people milling around, and we only had to wait about 15 minutes. Once again, my first name gave the customs folks pause, so once again, I had to explain to her that my Christian grandparents immigrated from Lebanon after their village was attacked and pretty much wiped out. Oh well, it’s always good to keep a sense of humor.
Now, piece of advice. If you decide to take a trip to Petra, don’t expect to get there in a hurry! Twelve and a half hours later, we’re back in our room.
Hey There!!
I thought maybe you were wearing a certain blog t-shirt and got kidnapped.
Your pictures are awesome!!
Good to hear from you!! Thought some nefarious nutcakes may have gotten ya!!
What is so special about the name Kate?
@silent E:
Trust me, internet connections have been iffy, at best. So, why not put the thing in the case, after transferring pictures of course, and pretend like I have some sense? Heh.
I was a little disappointed that no one made any rude comments about the shirt though.
@John & Perla:
Well, if my first name was Kate, it wouldn’t be so special. But….it’s not.
@Chris from Racine:
Yikes! You mean they didn’t? Hmmm….
So how come I see you signing stuff as Kate? What is it then, Mohammed?
…and welcome back!
@John & Perla: