Peter in Gallicantu, The Upper Room

The last lot on my hit list for Jerusalem needed to be covered today, and if I did that, I will not only be a happy chappy, but also very proud of myself.

The receptionist had told me yesterday how to get to the Upper Room or Cenacle. But that was a long route, because that was the least likely way of getting lost. Good old Google was showing me 2 different ways. So off I went the first way, but that was blocked off by a police sentry point. So went off on the other option. Got to the Upper Room much quicker than I thought I would take. Saw the lovely lady who I had met at the HS the night I stayed there. Waited for the few people to move out and there was just me and another person. Spent a bit of time, imagining what the place would have looked like, what Jesus would have felt like knowing how one of his friends was going to let him down.

From there, I went to see kind Davids Tomb. This is just below the Upper Room. It's in a Jewish Synagogue. It was Was interesting how different faiths have different manners of praying. (Buddhist, Hindu, Mouslim, Jewish Catholic, etc).

Now, down to the last two more places to go to Jesus Pit and Peter in Gallicantu. Looked up on Google how to get to Peter in Gallicantu and could not find Jesus Pit, but knew it was at the bottom Caiaphas's house. So you should have seen my relief when I found all 3 was in one church. Obviously I was not concentrating properly when I read the book. Gave myself a high 5, I was done after this. Jerusalem I came to see, and now I can leave a very happy person.

I ended up being at P in G for over 2 hours. This my friend is the difference between doing a group tour and doing on your own. No rush, praying in the blessed sacrament chapel, contemplative prayer time, is not a part of organised tours. I am so glad to have done it this way.

One of the vedio's is of a tour group singing in the pit of Jesus. Psalm 88 is in a folder for people to read. This was where Jesus was lowered down and kept overnight on the night of the last supper after he was betrayed by Judas.

After that I was free to do what ever I wanted, so I went gallavanting. Went there, turned down this road, now where will this lead me, who cares I am sure I can get back, if not Google will tell me how to.😊

While doing this, I cam across excavation sites and a market place called David's Market. This was actually a re creation of what it was like in King Davids time. All of the stuff was beautiful.

Went into a shop thinking I was looking at some Sherry glasses in the show case up the front but actually when I enquired they were Shabbath candle sticks. There was a Kiddush Wine Decanter that was very nice too. Then went to a art work shop. Udi was a Jewish artist and brought some thing from the shop. Got to speak to him too, and later got him to sign what I bought for our home. Later when I saw his reply painting for Banksys flower bunch throw painting was not too sure of how I felt about him. But also Saif to myself I don't know enough of all the ins and outs of the struggle and strife between the people of this country. What a complicated nation this is.

Last night when we had just finished dinner and came on to the roof terrace we heard a commotion on the street below. The Mouslim prayers were blaring through the speakers, and then this commotion. When we looked down from the terrace, it was a procession of Jews men, women, teenagers children, toddlers all dancing on the street with music blaring through speakers going down the Muslim quarter of the old city just when their prayers were on. There was police in the front, police in the middle and police behind and the side road. I saw some Muslim ladies being pushed into a shop by the police. Must have been to keep them safe. Have added a video of this commotion.

The rest of the day has been getting organised for my trip to Galilee tomorrow.

Most of the people from the last few nights shifted out today. There was only myself and another gent. He had a friend from the states who left today too. This guy was from Ireland. We had said that we would keep each other company tonight as we were the only two left. At dinner tonight at our table there was anothet couple. They were from USA. As we kept taking it came out, this Irish guy was actually a priest, and he was a professor in Theology. They were asking the priest about the places to visit, and then he told them better ask her because she has seen more places than me. The lady thought I was a nun. Because I have visited so many places of interest in Israel. I had to put them right. My halo was round the bottom of my feet. When they heard how Col is happy for me to do this, they thought that was great

The photo of the tree is a pepper corn tree.

This afternoon while having some down time picked up a paper back book called "The Shattered Lantern". In the tea room of the convent. Liked it so much taking it with me to Galilee.

So now time to say nighty night I am off to buddy byes.Leia mais