At breakfast we ambled down to a communal buffet, and were greeted by a camel. The children were very excited and even before food was on the plate the girls were bouncing around on top of the patient beast.
We were given a packed lunch (of fried onions and mushrooms wrapped in wheat flat bread!) and pointed in the direction of a wadi where we could wander until the girls were tired. We followed the instructions and practically tripped over some Roman remains, probably part of the local copper industry. Lack of money meant that the archeologists had to pack up their tools, but we could plainly see rooms and dwellings, along with pestle and mortars just lying around.
Our next stop was a hotel near Petra, on the other side of the mountains, which required a rocky, twisty and steep drive through valleys and over peaks. Luckily the 4x4 could cope with it, and I was in charge of the wheel. While we gingerly crept up the road, respecting blind corners and brows, we were greeted by locals in pick up trucks blatantly ignoring the dangers. The views were amazing though – when I had the chance to take my eyes off the road. A land full of promise.