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I'm safe, back in the states, with numerous memories and continuing reflections of my experience there... which I may relate here in the future.

Masada!

This weekend, Marcus, Gabe, and I went camping and hiked up to Masada to see the sunrise. It was awesome! Masada was a fortress siezed by rebel Jewish forces in the First Jewish Revolt. Rather than surrender to the Romans, its inhabitants committed mass suicide. Its story was largely forgotten, but during the Zionist movement, newly remembered as a sort of defining episode.

Gabe, Marcus, and I--just before
sunrise

Sunrise over Masada
and the Dead Sea

A 5th Century Byzantine Church

Masada's dovecote (you can see
pigeonholes on the wall to the right)

Gabe and Marcus, navigating
through the ruins

Bethlehem et al

Church of the Nativity

Herodian

All of us at the top of Herodian


All of us atop Herodian (Back row:
Katie, Meridith; Middle: Me, Zahar, Melissa)

In the extensive water tunnels
at Herodian (also used as rebel hideouts
during the First Jewish revolt and
Bar Kohkba)

Lunch! Traditional
Palestinian Salads. YUM.

The wall, from the Israel side

So this weekend I went to Bethlehem with a great bunch of girls--Meredith Marshall, Melissa Shipp, and Katie Jensen. We visited an LDS woman named Zahar who lives in Bethlehem. She joined the church when getting her masters in statistics at BYU a few years ago. Her situation is poignant--she is only allowed into Israel to attend church 3-4 times a year. Meredith was asked to be her visiting teacher (yes, we did receive visiting teaching assignments) and so we all visited her this weekend. We went to the Church of the Nativity, Herodian (awesome ruins of Herod the Great's summer palace), and to an awesome restaurant called The Cave--great food and great atmosphere! We did happen upon some rioting on the way home. It was eye-opening. More on that later. But we passed through the wall safely and went to church the next day.

Ein Gedi and the Dead Sea

Wow! What a weekend... it was fantastic. We (all ten of us) left after class on Thursday for En Gedi (cf. 1 Sam. 24:1) from Jerusalem's central bus station. Then, 8 of us opted to stay in an expensive--albeit very nice--hotel, while Gabriel and I stayed at the youth hostel. Thursday evening, we swam, or rather, floated in the Dead Sea. It was surreal! And very salty, which made real swimming an intensely unpleasant experience (When any water reaches your eyes, they burn like mad! Talking pepper spray here. I was blinded one too many times...) But floating was gorgeous... the beach remained pretty deserted during our entire stay there, so that was rather nice. On Friday morning, after the recommendation to explore En Gedi over going to Qumran (from a sort of traveling masseuse who thought I was insane for voluntarily refraining from coffee), we hiked the trail to David's Spring. It was BEAUTiful! Holy cow. Natural springs peppered the trail every 5 minutes or so, dollops of beauty amidst dry crags and caves. We stopped to take a dip in one, and then proceeded to hike above the Spring and to a Chalcolithic temple. Then we began our descent, saw the ruins of a 5th century synagogue, and swam in the Dead Sea once more before catching the bus back to Jerusalem at around 2 or 3. A wonderfully refreshing trip. The rest of the group stayed behind for an additional day, but Gabe and I came home for financial, educational, and spiritual reasons (yep, it was justified). I had to give a talk in church on Shabbat, which went well (I think) and love it here! But I have to go study now.

Dead Sea--Me and Gabe (Photos
courtesy of some Ogden, Utah natives
we happened upon at the beach!)

The Dead Sea from En Gedi

This is David's Spring, essentially

Lower falls of David's Spring,
which we swam in. Paradisaical!

Taking a much needed break during
the long trek up the mountain... the
Dead Sea is in the background

An awesome Chalcolithic Temple
at the top of the mountain, where it's
supposed the moon was worshipped

Cute little ibex! These guys
were all over the place

The floor of a 5th Century Synagogue at the foot of the mountain(ish)

Rocks in the Dead Sea, with
salt build up. Gabe actually took
some salt formations from the
beach...

A-Okay

Just to let anyone who may be worried out there know, I was not bulldozed yesterday. In fact, I've hardly noticed any aftereffects at all. I was far away at the time, and not visibly affected in the least. Ciao!

Oodles of Sites

Me with some friends in Gethsemane

The Garden Tomb

Skull Hill (Golgotha)

Part of the Via Delarosa

My first view of just outside the old city walls

Part of Jerusalem's Corridor, a market street in the Roman period

Supposed site of the Last Supper

Me with Mormon Frenz at the Western Wall

The Dome of the Rock with the Wall below

So this weekend involved loads of touring... and not enough studying I am afraid! I have my first vocab quiz this morning and am feeling a touch less prepared than I would like to be, but oh well! On Friday I visited the old city with a group from the International School and then went to dinner at the Moriah Hotel (amaaaaazing). Then on Shabbat, I went to church at the BYU Jerusalem Center, where the BYU Summer term students arrived sometime last week, and which may be one of the most beautiful buildings built this century. I loved it. Afterwards, some friends and I met up with a woman named Teresa who will be studying at Hebrew U for 2 weeks for a course about Responses to Trauma in Terrorist Attacks (sounds immensely interesting, no?) and she happened to have a rental car and free time, so she drove us all around Jerusalem! It was so RAD. So anyway, here are some photos.

Studying a Storm

I can hardly believe that class only started yesterday! Already I've learned bucket-loads. And I've realized that contrary to what I was originally planning on (but not necessarily hoping for), I won't have much time for traveling during the week. So I will simply confine any excursions to the weekend, which is just fine with me. It's a little less to worry about. This weekend, I am going to the Old City with some classmates, and I am super excited. I met some fellow Utahans (U of U goers) this afternoon, and it was ridiculously and perhaps pathetically exciting. I mean, we were practically jumping up and down. Suave? No. But characteristic? No. So I suppose that because it was somewhat of an anomalous action, I'm okay with it.

My professor is the bomb-diggity squared. Seriously. Maybe even cubed. I love her with a love that even rivals the Griggs-love. If any of you reading this share that Griggs-love, you know how serious I am. I have class on Sunday from 10 am to 4 pm and Monday to Thursday from 8:30 to 2:15, with about an hour's worth of breaks every day. There are 11 or 12 people in my class, the majority of whom are from the states, but which also include an Italian, a Dane, and a Spaniard. Everyone's awes and the work is intense, usually requiring at least 3 hours of study a night. I've finished for today, but will probably review again for tomz. Oh man! I think that's it. I will post more pictures either this weekend or on Sunday. Just to enlighten any confused readers, the Sabbath day in Israel is Saturday. This means that Sunday through Thursday is a business week, while Friday and Saturday comprise a weekend. Alrighty, I will post again after my Old City Tour!

Holy Moley! or Should I Say Holy Land?

I'm here! Jiminy Christmas, I can hardly believe it. So brief, boring update of my rather horrendous TWO days of travel: on Friday morning I left Salt Lake airport at about 12 and arrived in Chicago at 5. Then I caught a connecting flight to Warsaw, where I arrived at 2pm on Saturday. I had a 10 hour layover, so I went into the city (got jipped by a taxi on the way in, then paid PIDDLING to get back. Seriously. Like 50 cents. That's public transportation for you--a beautiful thing). I had been warned that Warsaw was less than pristine, and, while it lived up to that expectation, surpassed most other cities I've been to in many categories. I found the Polish people very impressive. Families walked hand in hand, and not merely a few--children and their parents were everywhere, and I had the impression that this was not an extraordinary occurrence in the least. Strollers were as plentiful as street vendors. It was just a very pleasant place, with a pleasant, respectful, strong people. In one of Warsaw's squares, an outdoor art exhibit sponsored by Unicef was going on. It was titled "United Buddy Bears" and featured art in the likeness of a bear from every of the member countries in the UN. It was pretty rad. There was also a great historic wall around the city, which I walked on top of and around. Very cool. I only have a few moments left, so this will be a bit hurried! Afterwards, I took the bus (yay!) back to the airport and took off for Tel Aviv at 10 pm. I arrived at 4 this morning, waited for a shuttle to fill up, left Tel Aviv at around 7 or 8, and have been busy here at Hebrew U ever since. Holy Moley! Or rather, Holy Land!


United Buddy Bears, Warsaw Old Square


Warsaw, you can see the old wall on the center left

More United Buddy Bears

The view from my bedroom window in Hebrew U's Student Village

From Small Town to J-Town

My pre-departure post... I could use it as a sort of checklist, listing all that I hope to learn while in Jerusalem, all the sights I hope to see, all of the dead sea mud I want to roll in, etc. Or, I could ramble on about my pre-departure emotions in what would be too many sentences (and already is!), when my sentiments can really be boiled down to pure excitement/simple anxiety. But this intro is just turning me into a hypocrite of sorts, as whilst typing, I've decided to use the post to write a few goals regarding my 6 week experience in Jerusalem. Yes, a list. One: not to waste a moment--to spend as little time in my dorm room as possible. Two (which perhaps should be one, as fulfilling this goal may necessitate a cessation in pursuing goal #1): to at the very least keep all of my limbs and phalanges in place. Three (I think three goals is as much as I can handle at one time): to balance my time effectively between studying and touring (with friends I hope to make as soon as possible!). Alright, my bags are begging to be packed, tugging at my left ear (closest to them) with invisible strings, and I really must not ignore their pleas any longer. I leave in the morning! Next post, from Warsaw (perhaps, I have a long layover there) or J-town itself!