Shalom,
last weekend we made a trip to Jerusalem. We went there on a Thursday evening, but I will tell you about the morning too.
In the morning we got our vaccination against the seasonal influenza virus. I was a little bit sick that day, so it was not the best idea to take this vaccination. It seemed to be, that I was looking terrible, because my headnurse send me home after sharing lunch. I was eating and then I went home and...right...I painted our room.
Every reasonable man/woman would get into his/her bed and sleep, but in that case, I was not reasonable, so I decided to make our room white again. There had been horrible black stains on our walls and we thought, the whole room would look cleaner, if we just paint it.
I took off all the photos, cards and what else was hanging on the wall, put out everything that was portable for one man, laid out newspapers on the ground -- The newspapers I had from the hospital. Since two weeks I pretended to really read them and took one newspaper a day from the gentle man at the entry, who gives them out. I had a bad feeling the day I said "No, I don't need one, thanks". He seemed so happy about German volunteers reading Israeli newspaper.-- and I started to paint. After that it really looked better.
I packed my bag for the trip and we took the bus to Jerusalem. In the bus I recognized, that it was not the best idea to be that active in the afternoon. We arrived in our favorite hostel, we had been sleeping last time, played some cards, table tennis, ate and went to bed. I had a horrible and sleepless night. I was totally sick. Everything hurt. In the morning we planed to get up early and to take a bus to En Gedi. It is a nature reserve, with little waterfalls and beautiful ways to hike. I was not able to do anything that morning, so I decided to be reasonable one time. I stayed in the bed, slept long, read a lot and took a little walk through Jerusalem. The evening, I was fit again and listened, what my friends had to tell about En Gedi. I just can say, that I am looking forward to go there with my parents.
The evening we rested.
Saturday morning, we went to Bethlehem. It is just ten kilometers from Jerusalem to Bethlehem, but it took about 30 minutes by bus. A reason for that may be the big wall between the both cities.
!!!Now I must say and insist, that everything I say and write now is without any political background, thinking and meaning, I do not want to take a political side and everything I mention is without any rating!!!
Getting out of Jerusalem was easy. No control, no questions, nothing. Some of us didn't really recognize, that we went over a border. The first thing I recognized is, that the roads in Bethlehem are much worse then in Jerusalem and really tightly. But in the end it looked nothing special. The bus took us to the centre of the city and we walked about ten minutes to...guess...yes...of course... a church. This church called "Church of Nativity" was incredible full. Really, there had been a queue about 3 hours to the altar. We just had a quick look and decided to go elsewhere. We wanted to go to the border, because on that border are very famous graffitis. We crossed a touristic store, where some of us bought crips, and a restaurant with delicious looking crepes and waffles. After we watched 20 minutes, how many chocolate they were putting on that crepes, we decided to eat one. They had been very good, but after that I felt like a big ball. My food baby was exhausting. After that, we finally got to the wall with the famous paintings.
Do you know Banksy? He is a famous street artist from London, who made a lot of gravities on that wall. He was in the German news a few weeks ago, because his famous painting of a girl with the ballon was sold at an action. The moment it had been sold, it destroyed itself. Banksy had been putting a "Shredder" (I do not really know the englisch word. Its a machine, that destroyed papers in little pieces) in the frame.
Well as I mentioned, most of the paintings are from him and all are very known. We watched the graffitis, bought some souvenirs in a shop and went back to the bus.
The way back over the border, was easy too, but different. When we reached the border, every man and woman from the side of Bethlehem had to go out of the bus. I could not see which kind of control they should make, but we just had to show our passport and then, all the others from outside came back again.
After we arrived, Luca and I played around 11 table tennis games at the hostel--I won!-- and went to the main station for taking our bus back to Haifa.
And again I want and must insist, that all the following photos are without any political meaning! I just upload pictures, because of the pictures, not because of their political background and thought! Thanks for your understanding!
Lehitraot,
SK
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