We made it into Tel Aviv just after 3 am, skated through the airport, and caught a shuttle to Jerusalem. By 5 am, we were nestled into our hotel room. We had a meeting with World Vision at 2 pm, so we caught some sleep and were back out by noon for lunch.
At lunch, I saw my first Hassidic Jewish family. The parents couldn’t have been older than mid-20s, and they had three children (with another one in the oven!). The wife had her hair tucked into a hat while the husband had his black hat on almost the whole time. They both wore black. Their son had bright red hair and had on his yamica. He also had tassels out of his pants. It intrigued me.
The meeting with World Vision went well, and after that we took off for the old city. By that time, though, it was getting late, so we walked around the Armenian quarter for a few minutes and headed for food in a really up-scale mall area. The food was good... I think I had pasta again... LOVE ME SOME PASTA!
We walked back to the hotel by the light of the street lamps. I never once felt in danger or threatened. Everyone is very friendly and helpful... at least, that was OUR perception.
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