Saturday, April 22, 2006

Day Seven: April 15, 2006: Israel Trip

The new day has broken-we are in our quiet hotel overlooking Nazareth. We got Internet access and could answer our emails. Dieter is still doing that as i write. We met a couple of really nice Israelis vacationing here. One had been to Heidelberg even. I just wrote a song about Jesus coming to this earth and having no place to lay His head-not received by His own-it all culminating in His death and resurrection. Day 7 is a perfect day for a quiet sabbath-I guess we won't make any set plans-perhaps try to find Cana again, maybe find the Arab market, maybe Mt. Tabor or Megiddo...maybe nothing. I'll keep you posted :-)
Nazareth
Well...we walked down about a million steps and ended up at the Greek Orthodox church. Around the corner we found "Mary Well". All nothing that exciting. So we went towards the "souq"-the Arab market. The smells and colors were just amazing. First we bought some fresh dates and some fahoum coffee with cardamon-it smells so cool! Then we got some fresh strawberries and some dried fruit. We ran into Muslims coming out of a mosque and Jews all dressed up coming out of the synagogue. The clash and harmonious mixture of culture and religion that exists here is quite a strange sight. We checked out the church of the Annunciation which is built over a grotto where Mary supposedly was told by Gabriel that she would bear the Messiah. The man in front of us wasn't allowed in because he was wearing shorts. The art work was beautiful and sections were donated by different countries. After getting churched out we got a Falafel and a drink for less than 2 Euros. Adter that I started looking for materials to start putting together my scrapbook of my journey. The guy in the shop we found didn't understand why I wanted a book that went from right to left - "that's Arabic, Arabic" he kept saying! Dieter decided at that point that it was time for more baklave, so we stopped at Mahroum Sweets on Paul VI and Casa Nova St. for some before tramping up a million stairs back up to our hotel. So we're back safe and sound having "done" Nazareth. Dieter is washing strawberries and oooing and ahhing saying "they're so good and they didn't even cost an Euro." Now he's giving me some-wow yummy...he's right! Now he's openning the biggest grapefruit you ever saw that we got a few days ago at a road side fruit stand in the West Bank. It will be quite a fruity and relaxing evening.

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