No Really, I’m Normal!

Israel, eh? I was lucky there – Jenny’s dad used to work for a company that ran pilgrimage tours, and she encouraged me to go. I had a fantastic time, and I’ll go again one day.

The second bit of luck was that I was there during the most peaceful time in Israel’s recent history. “Peaceful” is a relative term: there was a suicide bombing at a bus stop just up the road from the hotel, the week before we arrived. But compared to times before and since, it was peaceful.

In the week we were there, we visited Bethlehem, Nazareth and the Sea of Galilee: we went to loads of places around Jerusalem including the house of Caiphas – where Jesus was held on the night before the crucifixion – and the Garden of Gethsemane. We also spent time at the Dead Sea and at the historic fortress of Masada, which’ll ring a bell for anyone who studied the “Cambridge O-level Latin” course at school.

Here are some true fcats about Israel that you might not know:

  • It’ll be a nice country when it’s finished: when I was there so much of it was being dug up, it looked like the M1
  • The bits outside the towns look a bit like North Wales, only with sunshine.
  • When you get off the plane to take your first deep breath of “Holy Land air”, you discover that airports smell the same the world over.
  • You can’t get a decent bacon sarnie – or indeed any kind of bacon sarnie – for love nor money

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