Turns out the hotel pool has separate hours for men and women.
I did not know this when I went in.
Finding this out when I tried to go again the next day explained a lot about my first visit. Embarrassing myself apparently comes naturally, no matter what country I’m in.
We spent all of yesterday exploring Jerusalem and visiting the holy sites of the city.
We started at the Mount of Olives, before making our way into the Garden of Gethsemane and the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.
My favorite part of the day was when we stopped at the Church of St. Ann. There is a tradition of singing inside the church, and the acoustics were gorgeous.
After getting lunch in the city, we had the opportunity to do some shopping downtown Jerusalem. My partner and I instead headed to the tattoo shop to interview for our stories.
Being in the field with a camera again felt really good. After working with mostly print over the last semester, it was nice to stretch the audiovisual muscles.
A few of our friends also got tattoos, although I won’t rat out which ones.
Days like yesterday are so busy it’s difficult to process everything we saw, much less pull meaning from it yet.
One thing that did strike me was when we were in the garden. It was full of olive trees, and our guide told us that olive trees have a unique quality where new trees can grow from old root systems. Even though trees themselves might be only a few hundred years old, their root systems might be much older.
This is representative of the church. Even though Christians are only here for a lifetime, their roots go much deeper. The church is our root system; we are merely the branches.
We are nearing the close of our trip, but I will be blogging the rest of it as well. Be sure to check back for a post about today, or follow me on twitter at @jordynpair.