Jerusalem
Jerusalem – Day 8
Breakfast was the same and we still had live music. What a wonderful treat. This is also the first hotel that understands “hot” water for tea. In other hotels the water you get for tea is something my dad would refer to as “pisherts” (luke-warm). The morning was cooler than yesterday, but I was comfortable with the synthetic long-sleeved shirt I brought just for the purpose. The weather fluctuates greatly during the day here; the mornings and evenings are much cooler than the day. But at this time of the year, it’s quite pleasant and not hot. I can’t imagine walking for 5 hours in the heat of July in Jerusalem. Our first stop was Shrine of the Book where the...
Read MoreJerusalem – Day 7
Breakfast today was the same as the day before. We drove to the Mount of Olives to see the views of the city below. When we got off the bus, the street vendors were practically assaulting us they were so pushy and so in our faces. I had to shoo away by hand the kid who was getting in my face. Little snot. Another woman from our trip also yelled at him (and threatened to call the police, though I think they would not have done anything; they have more important things to worry about). But I don’t want 4 bags that say Jerusalem on them, no matter how cheap, and no, I don’t want to ride a camel or buy postcards. I just want people out of my face! We in America have the...
Read MoreDead Sea, Massada, Jerusalem – Day 6
The breakfast was so-so at best, but I managed to find something. I saw people from our group out and about and asked if the water was nice. They said it was cold. So I decided to take my camera and just stick my toes in, at the very least. Which is exactly what I did. When I did this, I realized that the water is nice and I should go put on my swim suit and go for a swim. Which is what I did. It was amazing. My hands stung a bit, but stopped in a few minutes. the water felt silky. The floor of the sea is very rocky as is the beach, but when you get into the water a few feet, it’s all salt crystals. They’re all very sharp and one person from our trip hurt her...
