Some of us had another idea…
We walked the short distance down to the Old City of Jerusalem, entering through Herod’s Gate and poked around for a goodly length of time in the quiet ancient streets. I love walking strange cities at night as you get to see a side of a place that isn’t usually on the docket. It feels intimate, and since many of the normal attractions are closed you end up poking into less obvious corners. So I clambered into dark corners, up stairs, and into areas that sometimes were dead-ends.
We had to go through some security to stand in the plaza of the wailing wall. There was comparably little crowd, it being late at night. The brash lighting and sleek metal of the security booths contrasted with the ancient sandstone reminding us that these old places have very contemporary political significance.
We took a little time to be silly and to express some of our buzzing excitement to be here. It was like taking a deep breath right before launching a daunting task.