A DAY IN PETRA
We arrived at the main reason for our trip yesterday in the late morning. The guide who accompanies us had planned for us a walk of about twenty-five kilometers with return to the hotel at 4 in the afternoon. I spend a lot of time on the net, even if less and less, but I often think of the many young people who, lost in an increasingly virtual world, create virtual relationships, know virtual places, learn virtual and superficial notions. Some of them are surprised that I go to see an exhibition, look carefully at a map, prefer a phone call or rather see a person instead of texting, or even struggle to pack up and take a plane to discover the world when everything is gone. for them the world is enclosed in a small computer on their bedroom desk. Yesterday I covered about 25 km full of emotions. And this is what still makes the difference for me: the beating of a heart that suddenly increases its rhythm, the eyes that miraculously return to light up when they meet different eyes, that pathos that through kilometers of deep throats increases your desire finally opening up to the vision of one of the seven wonders of the world that no story, no photographic image, no film with special effects can match for the attractive power it releases. I have wanted for a long time to come here with my mother too but I have never succeeded, I know that it was inside me in one of the most mystical and spectacular places on the planet, the ones I have always tried, aware of having always had the freedom to be able to shoot. the world, the possibility of being able to do it and the deepest respect for diversity. This morning at 6 we returned to the “treasure” of Petra. It is only 5 km to get there. It seemed even more beautiful than yesterday when suddenly at the bottom of a “crack” between the rocks it suddenly appeared. But this morning at 6 am there were only a few tourists with me. And the silence was alone
Interrupted by some wheelchair. Then the sun, which yesterday was high above the canyons, this morning was a beam of light along the narrow and deep track that leads to the “treasure”. The web will never convey the emotion one feels looking a person in the eye, talking at dinner with friends, hugging your grandchildren or traveling alone or in a group to places on earth. We returned to the hotel at 9 o’clock going up along the canyons to go back, a flood of people began to “invade” that place.
Hours of pure adrenaline and deep stillness. Strong and deep emotion. Another dream that has become a more beautiful reality than the same dream. Now I allow myself two days of absolute rest also to metabolize. I go to the sea ……. in the hope that it is not too “Dead”
