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This saturday (ie. Shabat) we travelled to jersalem.
They (ie my extended israeli/rumanian family, two cousines of my dad and their familys) got us a guide, and came along. So, a total of 7 peole packed into two cars and travelled to the holly city.

9:00 belated leaving auf tel aviv – car full of family. Israeli roads are empty at this hour.
16:30: until lunch 14:00 we had a short intro to jerusalems history, then we went to see the armenian quarter and then the jewish quarter, which was destroyed during the independance war. After the israelis won it back in the 6 day war, they found it in ruins, and started to rebuild it. The archeologists were happy, they got to dig out the remains below the current city. So now you can see roman streets and salomonian times walls below the newly rebuilt, old looking streets. Then off to the wailing wall and lunch.
After a kind of chicken döner, we headed on to the christian and islamic neighborhood. The islamic is like any suk anywhere, but the christian is more or less the church. The “grave church” is humongus, full of more or less fanatic christians and well . . . Rich. Steemingly rich.

Afterwards, we did some driving around the old city, up to the olive mountain (ölberg in german) and to the knesset.

Jerusalem is prob. the weirdest city i’ve seen so far. Everybody is praying, but either to ruins or to fakes. The christians pray to an empty grave and a hill. The hill is at least real. The jews pray to an old wall. The moslems pray to – a stone from which a phrohphet is said to have risen to heaven – but the phrophet has never even been there. But everybody is absolutly serious about their praying.

So now im finally home, chilling from a whole day of running around in that holly city and with the family.
The disturbing part is the whole 4 languages thing. I envy the israelis which speak 3 languages each. So actually during this trip, we were speqking german, english, hebrew and rumanian. Way complicated and tiring.