Dustin and I went
with Marge and Dave to the Old City. I
definitely felt like I was in Jerusalem when I saw it. It looks like a castle from the outside.
We walked through
the "Christian Quarter", which is really an Arab/Muslim market. It was beautiful, with the kinds of clothes,
tapestries, and leather goods you could only find in Jerusalem. It was another series of alleys, but much
closer together, and not so much food on tables, but little shops built in to
the walls with everything hanging overhead.
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Christian Quarter: there's Marge and Dustin! |
Then we went to the
wailing wall. It was really
amazing. A lot of women were there, only
a few men. Apparently there's an
activist group of Jewish women who come protest once a month: they wear the
men's garb, and do all the things only men can do, which insults the Jews,
really. It's basically feminists. There were a lot of birds flying around,
probably nesting in the wall itself.
Luckily no one hassled me
about operating machinery on Shabbat (my camera).
Shortly afterwards
my camera died, and we went through the Jewish quarter, which I didn't take too
many photos with my phone. It was the
Shabbat and all…
Marge was explaining
a lot of things to me and Dustin.
I was explaining to
her my thoughts last night about how it would be difficult to live anywhere but
here for an orthodox Jew. But she said
that it's actually harder to live here because there is so much oppression. Jews are not wanted here, and the surrounding
people just want to "push them into the sea". So strange.
Anyway, I am so
tired, I think I will take a nap.
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