Today there was an optional side trip to the Dead Sea. I did that trek in 1984, and all three of us were feeling we've been taking in a lot and needed a Sabbath Day; appropriately enough it is Shabbat here. So we slept in a bit, had a leisurely morning, and walked to our new favorite restaurant for lunch: the Armenian Tavern.
There we had the best lunch ever. (Well, that's my feeling; Marty and Chris are less generous with superlatives but agreed that it was very, very good.) It's ground beef wrapped in grape leaves and cooked in a yogurt sauce; served with rice. Really delicious.
On our walk, I made Marty and Chris stop so I could try to capture a few of my favorite things here. You may discern a theme if you look very carefully at the photo above and those that follow.
The afternoon gives us a chance for some reading, rest, writing and quiet time before everyone returns from the Dead Sea for dinner tonight. It feels like a very good call, actually. Tomorrow is Sunday and we have a chance to attend church and do some further exploring before we enter into our final days on Monday (The Via Dolorosa) and Tuesday (The Way of Resurrection.)
On our walk, I made Marty and Chris stop so I could try to capture a few of my favorite things here. You may discern a theme if you look very carefully at the photo above and those that follow.
The afternoon gives us a chance for some reading, rest, writing and quiet time before everyone returns from the Dead Sea for dinner tonight. It feels like a very good call, actually. Tomorrow is Sunday and we have a chance to attend church and do some further exploring before we enter into our final days on Monday (The Via Dolorosa) and Tuesday (The Way of Resurrection.)
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