After the workshops in the camp, I crossed the border into Jerusalem for the weekend. It's always somewhere I've wanted to visit - a fascinatingly complex city, stooped in historical and religious significance. Standing on the roof of the Austrian Hospice in the Old City, looking down on the Via Dolorosa, I could see the Al-Aqsa Mosque to my left, the Western Wall in the distance, and the Holy Church of the Sepulchre to my right. A truly unique and humbling experience, made only better by the best apple strudel I've ever had. Thank you Jackie!
Al-Aqsa Mosque to left |
Looking down on Via Dolorosa |
Holy Church of the Sepulchre on the hill to the right |
Western Wall |
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