You drive in, then walk through Jerusalem, then walk through the Jaffa Gate and the old city on worn shiny stones enclosed by high walls but you don’t feel closed in. First the Armenian quarter, then the Jewish quarter.

You come out in the open and you over look the Western Wall. This is a Jewish man taking his prayers seriously. The men have more room to pray, and the women are all squashed up on the other side. Maybe they have more to pray about? Or do the men pray quicker?

My friend and I didn’t go all the way down there. We figured God could hear us fine, and we had a little prayer together.

I was wearing a sleeveless shirt so was given a bright peacock blue nylon covering to borrow for the large open courtyard. We walked around a bit then gave it back, and started walking back, took a different way and could walk right beside the old wall touching it.

Real rubber bottom sandals for grip are what I recommend for doing all of this, rather than cheap plastic bottoms because everything is a bit slippery even on bright sunny days.

I loved exploring this passion for Jerusalem with my friend.