After hiking around the Petra archeological park all day in the scolding hot Middle-Eastern sun, I contemplated going back to the city to relax for a few hours, before coming back in the evening. However, there was one more photo I wanted to take before I left. Sometime during the day, I found a tourist map of Petra on the ground, partly buried in the sand. On the map, it had a couple of small photos of the different points of interest. The photograph that caught my interest was one that showed the Treasury from an unusually high vantage point. When I got back to the Treasury, I looked all around for hiking paths that would take me high on the cliffs, but I could not find any. Defeated, I decided to take a few more photographs of the Treasury from ground level when a local boy, about 12, started jumping around in front of me. He wanted me to take his photo, give him a few high-5's, and practice his English. After playing with him for a few minutes, I showed him the photo on the map. He said he knew where that was taken and told me to follow him. He took me to an area with some steps that were cut into the rock, but very worn down because of their age. There was also a sign that said "No Climbing", but that did not stop us... We climbed steps, jumped on top of boulders, scaled part of the canyon wall and then we were there, high above the other tourists, looking down on the Treasury. I took a few photos, trying to stay out of sight of the tourist police below, but the kid kept jumping around. He wanted me to take his photo and he wanted to take my photo too. He kept telling me to get closer to the edge while he climbed further up the canyon wall (take a look at my photo on the photo of me on the About page). When I looked over the edge, I noticed that some tourist police were yelling something at us in Arabic, I'm assuming they were telling us to get down! After taking a few more photos of the ruins, I carefully climbed down while my new friend jumped from rock to rock. When we got to the bottom, I noticed that there were now 3 police men and a large 4x4 police jeep waiting for us. They told me in English that I shouldn't be up there because it's dangerous and they pointed to the no climbing sign. Before I had a chance to respond, the police man, who was also carrying a very large gun, told me that I shouldn't go up there again. I said I wouldn't (why would I, I already took my photographs). He then asked me if he could be of any other service to me. Unsure if he was asking for a bribe, or just trying to be nice, I told him no thanks. He then asked me about life in America and I asked him about life in Jordan. Then they drove off. After the police left, the kid found me again. He now wanted to give me a ride on his donkey and show me more ruins...