I've been blessed beyond all measures to have gone to Petra more times than I can accurately count. It's either six or seven (eight?) times, and if you're not quite certain how many times you've visited Petra you've lived a life marked by more good fortune than you've earned (as I often opine, Allah looks after the feeble-minded). Still, I think I should mark the occasion, especially since this last trip was so amazing. So, I think I'm just going to post some pictures with more random themes. With that in mind, here are a couple pictures which just speak to a sense of bliss and awe in the midst of the beauty and chaos and physical exertion.
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| Cat, Liza and Cyndi as they collapsed at the souvenir shop at the end of the world. Something about their three postures/expressions sums up the entire experience. |
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| My student Brandon checking out one of the cliffs up above the Monastery. I walked out to the end of my own cliff to snap this shot, and I yelled over to him, "You do know that if I post this picture your mother is going to kill us both!" |
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