Le Treizième Jour, Dimanche. (The thirteenth day, Sunday 5/29)

 Sunday started off with Tel Jezreel, which hasn't even been very excavated, so we didn't really do much there. It was a good lookout over the area, but there weren't even any signs in English, which proves that it's not a commonly visited place for Christians or anything. Any big tourist place has signs in Hebrew, English, and usually Arabic.

Our next stop of the day was at Meggido, which is the ruins of a Solomonic city. We got to climb down into the water well thing and walked all the way through it down at the bottom and up and out the other side. It was pretty cool, and was well lit and everything, so it worked out well.

We then headed off to Mt. Carmel, which had excellent views all around from the top of the cathedral. It was pretty sweet. Below is a picture of me standing on it, with the patchworked land of Israel as my background.

 We finished off the day with Caesarea, Herod the Great's city. The place was magnificent, though we had to rush through it which was a bummer. Started in the amphitheater and then made our way out to the place where his palace would have been. Although Herod was pretty much a total sicko/madman, I've gotta give the guy credit for having a really good eye for scenery. He really chose the best places EVER for his palaces to be! It was a gorgeous lookout over the Mediterranean Sea. That's right, people. I've now been in the Mediterranean Sea! Be jealous- it was wonderful. It felt so cultured after that experience :)

After the aqueduct at Caesarea, we loaded back into the bus and made our journey to Jerusalem, the Beit Yehudah (youth hostel) which is the last place we're staying on this trip. The place is totally sweet, probably my favorite place we've stayed yet :)


P.S. I finally found a picture of my head scarf at the Bedouin camp