Each day brims over. Our group is still adjusting, resettling, learning how to live together, but happy together...glad we're on our own-living in an apt in a neighborhood, mingling, taking buses, walking, being a part rather than apart of everything.
Yad Vashem, the Holocaust Museum, was grueling, overwhelming, touching, gripping, full of anguish and hope, triumph, death, devouring but at the end you walk out into the Light with notes of music composed in the camps on your ear and before you, over a balcony, sits Jerusalem.
Hmm, we woke up at 2:30 am to reach Masada in time to hike up the mountain in time for sunshine and to beat the crowds. Grueling comes to mind again--what a climb! Jennifer Chauvin, an old student of mine in 2nd and 6th grade has been living in Israel (she's around 18 now), and she spent the night b4 to join us for the day. We also delighted in dipping in the pools at Ein Gedi, the mud bath & float at the Dead Sea, Qum Ram where the Dead Sea Scrolls were found, & then home. Avishay, our guide, is in a picture with Jerry.
Heading back to the Old city today--Cave of Zedechiah (the last King) under the city and more awaits. Be well our friends and family....
good morning,
ReplyDeletethis is so exciting! i feel like i am right there with y'all. Walking up masada...very impressive and grueling but so worth it! thanks for sharing the beautiful sunrise..that is one scene that I still have in my mind from my trip last year. We had to hurriedly go thru Yad Vashem so we could go to the Valley of the Communities.But outside Yad Vashem, Esther told the group her parent's story!! At the Valley of the Communities we found the village that Esther LEvy's parent's lived in. that was very emtional and said kaddish. Thank you for letting me relieve my experiences with you. Also, I think it is so cool that y'all being a part of the community...enjoy.love ya