rachov yehudim: (translation) Jewish Quarter of Jerusalem
Top of a wall outside of Tzion Gate: the glass is to keep people from climbing. Built in security system.
Masada: King Herod's cistern
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It is lovely there. I hope someday I can go.
Take care-perez
you will! and it's amazing there. there are somethings that a camera can not capture. there are just somethings that are so fantastic and amazing you have to be in it to see it with your own eyes.
anyway. i fell in love with israel. i think everybody does when they go there. maybe not everybody. but i'd say most people. some more than others. it's amazing.
I worry if I go, will I be able to leave and come back to America? I have always wanted to go, just a money issue thing is stoping me.
I mean, I went and I came back. I mean, if you are like me you'll want to stay and never leave. But making aliyah is very difficult. They say that being an aliyah means you must endure suffering just like the olim before us. It isn't easy. It's VERY difficult. You have to want it so badly you can't imagine life without it. You have to love the land and the people just as much as you love the red white and blue and yur family here. Cause you're leaving it behind. And it's a cultural change. A language change. An attitude change. Food change. It's NOTHING like America. I loved it. I love speaking Hebrew, I loved my Israeli friends, I loved the restraunts, the shuks, Shabbat b'yerushalaim, i love looking out over jerusalem from mount scopus, I love Masada, I love the yam ha melach, I loved everything. I loved the kibbutzim, I loved Yaffo and Tel-Aviv. I loved everything. I could make a life there. But I've prepared for a life in music. So where I lived, whatever continent really depends on where music takes me. But if there's an opening for a clarinet position on the Israeli Philharmonic....I'm going to get that job. Anyway, goodluck. If you convert, or in special cases, there are programs that will send you to Israel for free because they consider it your birthright. So anyway, if you talk to a rabbi (or if you haven't you might want to consider doing it) you can discuss this sort of thing and learn a lot about it. Love for or a connection to Israel is definitely part of being Jewish. Not all Jews believe that, but I think the majority feel that way.
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