Today was a traveling day... along the Kings Highway towards Petra. The heat had stirred up the sand and the sky looked like LA ijn the 60's before smog control..hope it clears some before tomorrow. We stopped at Madaba to see the magnificent mosaic floor- or whats left of it after the iconoclasts had their way, at Mt. Nebo where Moses looked out over the promised land and a mosaic craft store where we succumbed to a purchase of 4 mosaic coasters. Tomorrow is Petra!
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| Kids are kids everywhere! |
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| Remains of the magnificent mosaic in Madaba. |
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| we visited a mosaic workshop |
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| Mt. Nebo where Moses looked out at the promised land. The sky was too dusty for us to see. |
Sept 9
PETRA!
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| The Monastery - Larry hiked up to see it! |
Sept 10
A travel day. We spent the entire day crossing the border from Jordan to Israel. What an experience! And not one I'd like to repeat either. It was as usual blistering hot and first we went through the Jordan customs, easy peasy. Then we stopped at another kiosk halfway through the no-man's land. Jad, our bus driver asked for two passports.. Larry and I volunteered ours. Again easy peasy. But then we ran into the Israel road block.
Aarghhhh. Identify your bags, check. Stand in line, (one window only is open although there are 4 people in the window.) and find the powers that be shuffling people in front of us. Finally we got through that line then we had to get our carry ons screened, as well as ourselves. Danger Will Rogers! No pacemaker friendly scanners here. So they demand to see my pacemaker card (thankfully I had it with me) and tell me to sit and wait. and wait. and wait. Finally they decide I'm not a danger to the country, but my books are. They've torn apart my carry-on.
Once through this horror we get our passports checked by a particularly anal customs agent who reads every entry in our passport. Imagine how long that took!
Whew! Finally we are met by Lior, our new guide and escorted to the air conditioned bus.
We are told that the airport customs were a piece of cake. But they weren't coming in from Public enemy no. 3, were they?
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