We began our day on the Mount of Olives

Yesterday was a very, VERY full day. My head is reeling from all the places we visited – mostly on foot – in and around the Old City.

The Upper Room, The Mount of Olives, the Palm Sunday procession route down the hill past the Russian Orthodox church (with golden minarets) to the Garden of Gethsemane and the Church of All Nations. The Pool of Bethesda and St Anne’s Church, the Austrian Hospice right on the Via Dolorosa with a magnificent rooftop view of the Old City, the dusty old Church of the Holy Sepulchre, and finally the Garden Tomb.

While the day had dawned bright and sunny, a tremendous downpour at the end of the day sent us scurrying for the bus after a simple communion service at the Garden Tomb when Boak had to almost shout to be heard over the drumming of the rain on the roof of our shelter.

A picture paints a thousand words, and since I am a little weary I’ll give you some photos instead.