Tuesday July 13, Clari birthday, we went to Israel ...
course we all feared that crossing the border is equal to a few days ago, since we returned to the same place ... but luckily it was much easier and did we had to get off the bus ... We went to Israel
... Road to Jerusalem went through the Dead Sea, where we stopped to swim and float like a little turd in the water ...
funny is the feeling of being immersed in these waters ... is so dense that it seems more oil than water, and is so salty that you can not submerge your head because you think to take several days of the bullshit you did ... all that salt is called Dead Sea there is no way that something can live there ...
We took the usual photos floating and all muddy with something that is have some good properties for the skin, and then we travel to Massada, which was the last fortress of the Jews in the fight with the Romans ... We
murderer and we started a tour in the sun this place was not much more than a nice and warm Jewish ruins ... around a palace built by a king named Herod very paranoid, very important for the Jews, and responsible for the December 28 people to break the balls to their acquaintances in the April fools day ... for those unfamiliar with the story, the king found out he was born a boy king, and all his paranoia gave orders to kill all children under two years, so that no one could dethrone .... December 28 marks the day the massacre of the innocent ... should be left in the explanation of why is celebrated breaking balls at people, but hey, it's fun ...
We arrived at night at the hotel in Jerusalem, and while the birthday girl was sleeping a nap, I began to organize a little party birthday with Ale and Lua, with little time and a lot of improvisation ended up going pretty good, even with the presence of some Aliens! We started celebrating in Petra, and ended up in Jerusalem ... not bad, right?
The next day we had a very interesting day of sightseeing ... first went to Bethlehem to visit the Church of the Nativity, where Jesus was born, legend ... This village is in Palestine, or whether they had to leave Israel ... the Palestinians have trouble years ago with the Jewish people, with constant attacks in the Gaza Strip known that as we had been Israeli territory until the end Sharom is giving the Palestinians a few years ago ... Jews can not go to Palestine, then the guide that we had to stay on the side of Israel, and to enter Palestine got another monkey who first took us to the Church of the Nativity ...
many years of my childhood I heard about Bethlehem, Jerusalem, Jesus of Nazareth to Bethlehem was actually something but they said it, so ... you can imagine it is very strong having grown up going to a Catholic school and high school and finally be stepping on those places that I listened to the prayers of the morning ... and that my religious beliefs are not at all deep ... Bethlehem
After we returned to Jerusalem to visit the ancient city, where the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, the Wailing Wall and other historical things ... feelings again the same ... very strange to be in all these places ... I think for how bad I felt I came to feel quite the depth of these visits ... see Jews praying before the Wailing Wall is awesome! And that whole area is considered Muslim and non-Jewish ... have a whole mix of Muslims, Jews, Catholics and the Armenians who do not understand a shit ... For example, the Church of the Nativity has three churches in one Catholic, one Jewish and Armenian ... Muslims were out there, but hey, do not fuck them it is Allah, and Mohammed ...
The next day we left Jerusalem to Tel Aviv, with stops in other cities to continue to expand our culture and getting even the cost of the trip ... Caesarea, Haifa and Nazareth were the cities we visited before arriving in Tel Aviv, and some of them went through a Kibbutz, which is like a kind of community in which some Jews choose to live, where all have the same income, no matter what you do each ... was a concept new to most of us, and rare to assimilate ... people can work inside or outside the kibbutz, but all their income is discharged into the community, and they receive their salary, which is the same as the rest ... have a hotel and a furniture factory that provide the bulk of revenues, and with that the van carrying ... people are not forced to be part of the Kibbutz, so we were told that there are fewer, because young people prefer to live in society ... I saw it as a sort of Amish community, but less extreme ...
Tel Aviv ... as close to Punta del Este we saw so far in the trip ... a resort type town, my dearest, with beaches and a very nice boardwalk, and bowling very high standard with well-dressed people, or the move musculoca and tanning havainas I'm not hitting too .... I thought I could get a handle passing as cartonero, but no ...
We had plenty of time in this city to begin to acclimatise to the European scene, but the hotel did not inspire long dormant .... the closest thing to a hospital that we had so far ... Santi said that she felt more comfortable in the hospital in Kathmandu that here ... but hey, at least had free wifi, which has become one of the greatest assets you can offer a hotel with a group of travelers ... Tel Aviv was
: party, beach, encomienda (inevitable) and good, stayed there ... from there we went to Turkey, destination without much expectation of knowing more than the responses of the Turks on the Armenian genocide, which Arsen had promised that he would ask the guides ... odd, I do not remember if we drink beer Jewish, I think it was, but I do not remember ... I travel so much time is definitely withering ...
Shalom!
course we all feared that crossing the border is equal to a few days ago, since we returned to the same place ... but luckily it was much easier and did we had to get off the bus ... We went to Israel
... Road to Jerusalem went through the Dead Sea, where we stopped to swim and float like a little turd in the water ...
funny is the feeling of being immersed in these waters ... is so dense that it seems more oil than water, and is so salty that you can not submerge your head because you think to take several days of the bullshit you did ... all that salt is called Dead Sea there is no way that something can live there ...
We took the usual photos floating and all muddy with something that is have some good properties for the skin, and then we travel to Massada, which was the last fortress of the Jews in the fight with the Romans ... We
murderer and we started a tour in the sun this place was not much more than a nice and warm Jewish ruins ... around a palace built by a king named Herod very paranoid, very important for the Jews, and responsible for the December 28 people to break the balls to their acquaintances in the April fools day ... for those unfamiliar with the story, the king found out he was born a boy king, and all his paranoia gave orders to kill all children under two years, so that no one could dethrone .... December 28 marks the day the massacre of the innocent ... should be left in the explanation of why is celebrated breaking balls at people, but hey, it's fun ...
We arrived at night at the hotel in Jerusalem, and while the birthday girl was sleeping a nap, I began to organize a little party birthday with Ale and Lua, with little time and a lot of improvisation ended up going pretty good, even with the presence of some Aliens! We started celebrating in Petra, and ended up in Jerusalem ... not bad, right?
The next day we had a very interesting day of sightseeing ... first went to Bethlehem to visit the Church of the Nativity, where Jesus was born, legend ... This village is in Palestine, or whether they had to leave Israel ... the Palestinians have trouble years ago with the Jewish people, with constant attacks in the Gaza Strip known that as we had been Israeli territory until the end Sharom is giving the Palestinians a few years ago ... Jews can not go to Palestine, then the guide that we had to stay on the side of Israel, and to enter Palestine got another monkey who first took us to the Church of the Nativity ...
many years of my childhood I heard about Bethlehem, Jerusalem, Jesus of Nazareth to Bethlehem was actually something but they said it, so ... you can imagine it is very strong having grown up going to a Catholic school and high school and finally be stepping on those places that I listened to the prayers of the morning ... and that my religious beliefs are not at all deep ... Bethlehem
After we returned to Jerusalem to visit the ancient city, where the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, the Wailing Wall and other historical things ... feelings again the same ... very strange to be in all these places ... I think for how bad I felt I came to feel quite the depth of these visits ... see Jews praying before the Wailing Wall is awesome! And that whole area is considered Muslim and non-Jewish ... have a whole mix of Muslims, Jews, Catholics and the Armenians who do not understand a shit ... For example, the Church of the Nativity has three churches in one Catholic, one Jewish and Armenian ... Muslims were out there, but hey, do not fuck them it is Allah, and Mohammed ...
The next day we left Jerusalem to Tel Aviv, with stops in other cities to continue to expand our culture and getting even the cost of the trip ... Caesarea, Haifa and Nazareth were the cities we visited before arriving in Tel Aviv, and some of them went through a Kibbutz, which is like a kind of community in which some Jews choose to live, where all have the same income, no matter what you do each ... was a concept new to most of us, and rare to assimilate ... people can work inside or outside the kibbutz, but all their income is discharged into the community, and they receive their salary, which is the same as the rest ... have a hotel and a furniture factory that provide the bulk of revenues, and with that the van carrying ... people are not forced to be part of the Kibbutz, so we were told that there are fewer, because young people prefer to live in society ... I saw it as a sort of Amish community, but less extreme ...
Tel Aviv ... as close to Punta del Este we saw so far in the trip ... a resort type town, my dearest, with beaches and a very nice boardwalk, and bowling very high standard with well-dressed people, or the move musculoca and tanning havainas I'm not hitting too .... I thought I could get a handle passing as cartonero, but no ...
We had plenty of time in this city to begin to acclimatise to the European scene, but the hotel did not inspire long dormant .... the closest thing to a hospital that we had so far ... Santi said that she felt more comfortable in the hospital in Kathmandu that here ... but hey, at least had free wifi, which has become one of the greatest assets you can offer a hotel with a group of travelers ... Tel Aviv was
: party, beach, encomienda (inevitable) and good, stayed there ... from there we went to Turkey, destination without much expectation of knowing more than the responses of the Turks on the Armenian genocide, which Arsen had promised that he would ask the guides ... odd, I do not remember if we drink beer Jewish, I think it was, but I do not remember ... I travel so much time is definitely withering ...
Shalom!
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