Side streets that held an air of mystery, stairs that might have untold riches at the end, doors leading to magical rooms - none were left unexplored.
Downtown Jerusalem is no longer a closed book. If only I'd had a map I'd be able to figure out the page order... I spent all afternoon wandering the streets of Jerusalem, through nooks and crannies, around the "shook" - an outdoor market. We also went into an amazing used bookshop. This was the kind of bookshop that inspired Terry Pratchett's view "that even big collections of ordinary books distort space, as can readily be proved by anyone who has been around a really old-fashioned secondhand bookshop, one of those that look as though they were designed by M. Escher on a bad day and has more staircases than storys and those rows of shelves which end in little doors that are surely too small for a full-sized human to enter...a good bookshop is just a genteel Black Hole that knows how to read."
After dinner, we met up with some more people (the ones who actually had class) and hit up the Old City again. This time we explored more than shopped. This picture shows us enjoying a break somewhere. Oh yeah.... we have fun.
