Give the brits lots of credit -- they surely do know how to put a little paradise --in the midst of paradise. The garden close here at St George's has a huge jasmine vine right at the base of the stairwell that we take to come down from our rooms to enter the close.
Morning we spent on the Al Aksa mount, wandering through the great Arab complex of parks and fountains and trees -- yes, trees, lots of trees ... We had a prof of anthropology lead us -- who happens to be Muslim -- and whose family ancestors are actually buried at the Cotton Market Gate at Al Aksa. Talk about finding the appropriate leader! From here we spent time at St Annes' and then a hike back to St Georges.
Afternoon was a neat presentation by the brand new canon missioner for the diocese of Jerusalem -- and then an incredible journey through the most amazing cluster of churches I've ever seen -- Holy Sepulchre. What a total warren of tunnels, odd chapels and strangenesses! More to follow -- honest!
Jeff and I had incredible experiences today -- he got to lead us in at St Anne's Crusader era church in song -- including a solo that took our breath away -- the entire group went silent, including all the other tourists thronging the building. And I got to lead noonday prayer in St George;s cathedral. Oh my.
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