This morning after a scrumptious breakfast, a few of us walked down to the beach. We passed strange varieties of architecture along the way. There was a crisp breeze blowing over the sand, and we watched a couple of surfers test the Mediterranean waves.
From Caesarea we travelled to Megiddo where we had lunch on the hill overlooking the Jezreel Valley. Avocado and egg sandwiches, chocolate croissants, and apples provided us with the fuel that we needed to hike further up the hill. From the top of the hill and the 25 layers of the ruins of Megiddo, we gazed out toward Jordan, Syria, and Lebanon over the field where the great battle will take place at the second coming of Jesus Christ. When some other foreign tourists began to arrive, I joked with a friend that we should pick a fight with them just to get the ball rolling for the battle of Armageddon.
This warning sign hangs on a structure that looks over the Valley of Armageddon. Maybe it should read, "Danger of complete Annihilation."
Next, we drove to Nazareth. There were still signs in English and in Hebrew, but as we approached Nazareth, we saw many more signs in Arabic. The bus driver skillfully maneuvered the narrow streets of Nazareth until we arrived at the Nazareth Village re-enactment of the setting of the early life of our Lord. We learned about olive presses, sheep and goats, donkeys, weaving, and the synagogue. Here are some pictures for your viewing pleasure:
We arrived at the Sea of Galilee tonight. More adventures tomorrow.
After our stroll to the beach, we loaded up the bus and set out for Caesarea, an ancient port city built by Herod the Great. Caesarea is beautiful. The ocean is beautiful. The weather was perfect. Our tour guide Uri showed us the amphitheater, the hippodrome, the baths, and more. To put it mildly, Herod had some severe character flaws, but he sure knew how to get things built.
This warning sign hangs on a structure that looks over the Valley of Armageddon. Maybe it should read, "Danger of complete Annihilation."
Next, we drove to Nazareth. There were still signs in English and in Hebrew, but as we approached Nazareth, we saw many more signs in Arabic. The bus driver skillfully maneuvered the narrow streets of Nazareth until we arrived at the Nazareth Village re-enactment of the setting of the early life of our Lord. We learned about olive presses, sheep and goats, donkeys, weaving, and the synagogue. Here are some pictures for your viewing pleasure:
We arrived at the Sea of Galilee tonight. More adventures tomorrow.
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