We said good-bye to Jordan and hello to Israel this morning as we traveled the 200km from Petra to the Jordan/Israeli border. It was a quiet crossing through the razor wired gates, through no-man’s-land and into the Negev. Highway 90 took us north along the Jordanian border and into the Dead Sea (refrained from the salty dip) and finally to our youth hostel in Masada. Before you comment on the fact that our youth is far behind us, let me just say that older folk are welcome here too.
The hostel was built by the Israeli government and is also an educational centre for students and soldiers. It is the only accommodation this close to Masada and we hope to hike to the top by sunrise.
Masada’s story is a jewel in Israel historical crown and one that embodies well the spirit of the people.
More on Masada tomorrow. We are off to the pool in this 36 degree desert heat to cool down.
Sounds like an early morning to climb Masada before sunrise. With that kind of heat, that’s the only time to do it. It’s well worth it. We did it the easier way by cable car part of the way. Happy travelling!!