
So we went to Petra. Beautiful, kinda reminded me of Southern Utah, but with cooler stuff.
So we hiked around and I met this guy on the top of the mountain serving mint tea. I didn't partake for obvious reasons,
but i smelled it.
The actual buildings remained a secret clear till the early 19th century and were solid, carved directly into the stone.
So we looked at it, jumped on it, smiled around it, and hoped to come back again.