We spent another restless night as Mr C had a relapse during the night, but after a several doses of something called “Stop It” and a dose of Cipro, he enjoyed the day of activities with me. We continue to have members of the group coming down with the virus. So, I know I am not out of the woods, yet. My hope is that I don’t come down with it when I have to head to the airport at 4 am.
I have to get something off my chest. When we used to travel abroad, you could always rely on getting up to date news from CNN. But, here in Israel, at least at the two hotels where we have stayed, the only US TV is Fox News. It makes me gag to have to watch the garbage they spew. I am offended that this Fake news station is the only source of what is happening in the USA.
The good news is that I created enough disk space on my computer so that I am downloading photos without problems again.
Today was day spent learning and viewing the Jerusalem wall with all its different gates and architectural styles. I think there are 7 gates in all — the ones I can name are Damascus, Jaffa, Sheep’s, Dung and St. Stephens. To view the city from one of the hills is just mind boggling. To walk within the walls is a thrilling experience, at least for me. Today, we were in the Jewish quarter. It was very quiet and orderly, some in the group commented on how much they enjoyed that. Not me, I love the messiness, smells, sights and excitement of the Muslim quarter.
How cute is this little girl on her way to school!
Here are Mr C and I in front of some of the huge stones that once made up part of the wall before it was destroyed by some invading army. By the way, the Walking Store in Portland fitted me with some orthotics that have made my Plantar Fasciitis practically disappear, despite all the walking that I am doing here.
We also went to the Western Wall, also known as the Wailing Wall. This was quite an experience. There are separate sides for men and women. There were many more women. There are bookshelves of Jewish scripture which anyone can select and read. Many of the women sit in chairs and rock as they read. Others stand with their heads on the wall, praying. There are people of all colors and ethnic backgrounds. It is a very spiritual place and I feel honored that I could touch the wall and say a prayer for my loved ones.
This group of young people were in a circle, singing and then they burst into a rousing, jumping dance. Suddenly the Israeli security was there to stop them. I was really enjoying their enthusiasm.
On our way to the bus and lunch, I took some more photos in the shops. This is for Terry, who is enjoying my photos.
For lunch, we went back through the ugly wall to Bethlehem. This time, we got a pass. This is on the Israeli side.
The lunch was the best food we have had so far. We had grilled lamb and chicken and the typical Mediterranean salads and hummus and pita bread. The dessert was a divine baklava. We are going back there tomorrow night for our farewell dinner.
I guess that when I wake up tomorrow, I will be able to see how well Obama has done in today’s primaries. I sure do want to get this wrapped up!