Dan again. After listening to me whine every day about everything being closed during Ramadan, my colleague said "Enough!" and led us across the River Jordan to the Promised Land. Sure enough, it was a land of plenty: filafel during daylight! Sushi! We arrived during Sukkot, a holiday during which people build makeshift tents in their yards, and eat dinner under them. The Jerusalem restaurants join the fun, and decorate their roof decks accordingly.
Boldly ignoring the instict to leave well enough alone, the city of Jerusalem has hung flags and posters marking "40 years of Reunification". It has a nicer ring than "Remember the Six-Day War of 1967? Remember who won? We did!"
The Damascus Gate
We explored the bustling shopping district of West Jerusalem (west of the Old City) and then entered the Damascus Gate into the Old City. Since we live so close (a 90-minute drive) we have the luxury of many future visits to look forward to. So we didn't attempt to see everything. But we literally stumbled upon the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, an amazing structure that is home to no fewer than five stations of the cross.
The Stone of the Anointing (the 13th Station), inside the Church
2 comments:
This sounds like a great trip. I would love to go to Jerusalem some day.
What fun! I am glad you got to go where there was food!
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