Bedouin melodies at Petra by night

If I close my eyes, I can hear the music so clearly I feel as if I have been transported back into time, and I get goosebumps still…

When I arrived to Petra, I felt like I was alone in the crowd. As soon as the gates opened, people started flowing through but I immediately fell back a few steps to try to capture some photos, of which I didn’t do too great a job.

I stumbled in the dark, my feet sliding over the rocks and gravel from time to time, and I tried to follow the paper lanterns’ light as I walked.

Visiting monuments during the day was perfectly normal but as I slowly walked through the winding canyon I wished for more light so I could see better (and not trip). At times I felt like I was someone else, somewhere else, in a land far ago. It did not seem real. I felt like I was in the most delightful of dreams.

The excitement of reaching the end had my heart beating so fast. And just like that, you turn a corner, and its there, and it takes your breath away even though the only light shining on it are the flickering stars above (and the flashes of all the cameras).

I sat on a bench and tried to count all of the paper lanterns on the floor in front of the treasury as I relaxed, until a young man approached me and asked me if I’d like to move to a better place to  capture photos. I reluctantly agreed, and followed him to a large boulder with a sign that clearly stated, ‘no climbing’. He motioned for me to scramble up onto the rock and he’d pass me my camera and flimsy tripod.

Silence descended as a Bedouin man began to sing. After a few moments I felt a connection-a feeling of something greater than myself, a surreal sense of joy, and I fought back the urge to cry. Or maybe I’m a mushball, but as soon as I heard that man sing I was so happy that all roads led me to be there at that moment in time.

I am definitely sure I connected with something  on a deeper level than I expected.

And right in that moment I was ok with being the mushball.

 

*My trip to Petra by night was sponsored by The Tourism Board of Jordan, but as always, all (mushy) opinions are my own.

 

11 Comments

  • Ayngelina says:

    I am so glad you got to see this place, so beautiful.

  • That is a beautiful place, seems it was well worth seeing it at night! And I think I might also be a bit mushy hearing that flute solo there at night in the candle light 😉

    • Mica says:

      You mushball you. When I hear the Bedouin man singing I get goosebumps, so I know what you mean. Definitely worth seeing at night.

  • Michi says:

    It sounds magical and beautiful. I love the wonder found in your photos, especially the ones you captured towards the end, and this is knowing that they don’t do the actual visit and experience justice!

    • Mica says:

      I know, I could kick myself for not having a better tripod. I am on the hunt for a new one as that one did not make it further than that trip. You have to go there one day for yourself and see what I mean.

  • Michi says:

    It sounds magical and beautiful. I love the wonder found in your photos, especially the ones you captured towards the end, and this is knowing that they don’t do the actual visit and experience justice!

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      Hi Trish,

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