We took a van from the border terminal to Jerusalem, lasting only about an hour. Once we arrived in Jerusalem, our memories of the tedious border crossing seemed trivial and so worth the wait. The Old City of Jerusalem is so full of life. It is completely walled, and within these walls are a serious of cobbled streets bursting at the seams with tiny shops lined side by side and people from all over the world. The roofs of the shops extend over the street, so it feels as if the entire city is covered. It is a giant marketplace interlaced with the most significant religious sites in the world.
During our first afternoon and night in Jerusalem, we spent most of our time just getting our bearings and exploring the streets of the city. Today, the Old City is divided into four quarters -- the Muslim quarter, the Jewish quarter, the Christian quarter, and the Armenian quarter. While traversing through the corridors of the Old City, we would encounter Arabs, Hasidic Jews, and Greek Orthodox Christians within minutes of one another. No other city on Earth is like Jerusalem.
My favorite site in the entire city of Jerusalem is the Western Wall or Wailing Wall, located in the Jewish quarter. This wall has been a place for Jewish prayer for centuries, as it is the only remains left of the Holy Temple. The wall is divided into a men's and women's section (much smaller). All prayer is silent. Like millions of people before me, I wrote a prayer on a small piece of paper and stuck it within the crevices of the wall. It was very emotional for me. I kept thinking about how fortunate I am and how much I love the people in my life. Surrounded by so many people all placing their hopes and prayers into the wall, I felt a sense of unity with everyone around me.
In conclusion, Jerusalem was unforgettable and pleasantly overwhelming. Inshaallah, I will return in the future. Also....