As I walked down the stone hallways of Petra towards the Treasury that makes this site so famous, I couldn't help but feel as though I had gone back in time 200 years. Even as hundreds of other travelers from all over the world were trailing past me, I felt as if I was the only one there. I could almost hear the theme song of Indiana Jones in the sound of hooves echoing off cliff walls as horse carriages carted impatient tourists past. Even as I am writing this five months later, I vividly remember the intricate patterns & colors of red rock, the dusty light flowing through cracks down winding corridors. It was completely captivating. I thought that I would make it to the Treasury & then be done, but when we arrived I realized that the 'Lost City' is filled with tombs & temples all cut out from sandstone rock. I roamed the trails with a few friends before sunset, steadily making our way up, up, up stone stairs to see the Treasury from above. We caught our breath over a cup of tea, taking everything in. I was sad to leave, I felt as if I could've spent days there & still not seen all that it hides. Petra exceeded every expectation that I had, it is every bit as wonderful as they make it out to be.