|Sunrise in Jerusalem - July 1|
We started the day walking through the Damascus gate - the same gate I had walked through the night before. This time, though, there was a police presence. Why? It's Friday. The Muslim holy day and the start of the Sabbath. We started by walking the Via Dolorosa - the stations of the cross. Apparently now there are two Via Dolorosa, the traditional one and another used by Catholic pilgrims today. Why are there 14 stations of the cross? Because of the 14 generations mentioned in Luke and Matthew.
|Station 5 - Simon carries Jesus's cross|
|Inside the Holy Sepulchre|
|Turnstile left from when there was a gate at the settlement. |
Keys symbolize the Right of Return for the Palestinian people.
|The site of our Last Supper|
|Not the world's largest Konnefeh, but delicious nonetheless|
In the afternoon, we had time to pack, shop, nap, whatever. I had 40 shekels left to spend. Bought a bottle of wine, a soda and then one last cappuccino from the hotel that I drank quickly before we had to walk to the bus.
And that's where I end my reflections of Israel.
It's never as exciting going home from vacation as it is going.
Hopefully these posts encourage you to experience Israel for yourself.