Jerusalem

Messiah's View

I've traveled to many countries and cities but in retrospect I now feel like I saw absolutely nothing until I saw Jerusalem. If I had to live in Israel, I would have to live in Jerusalem. Maybe its the small streets of the old city where nary a Vespa would venture. Maybe its the whole city covered in a white-gold stone that shines both day and night. Maybe its because you can sip espresso next to where Jesus was buried. Maybe its the equal chance for reflection or action; a connection to G-d and and a simultaneous connection to a busy, international setting where languages, smells and ideas come at you continuously without introduction or apology.

While words can accurately describe other cities, they do nothing for the experience of being on the streets of Jerusalem. So, this is where the words will end.


Church of the Holy Sepulchre


Muslim Quarter


HaKotel (Western Wall)


Ethiopian Church


Dome of the Rock


Israeli cops making cafe shachor (turkish coffee)


Ticcho House


Old City Streets


Baby Black Hats @ HaKotel


Arab picking olives @ East Jerusalem



Church of the Holy Sepulchre - Detail


HaKotel - Close