Before you say it..I know it's been a while.
Today a was a more emotional day as we traveled to Yad Vashem, a Holocaust memorial site. We spent four hours inside with a guide. After that tour, which might have included me tearing up about a million times, we went outside to the Garden of the Righteous of the Nations. Here are listed the names of those who saved Jewish lives during WWII. My Opa's aunt is listed there, and it was highly emotional and beautiful that we could be there. We believe we are the first family members to see her name there. After walking around for a while, we said goodbye to our guide and walked to the children's memorial. In here, they have a single candle and several mirrors that make the candle seem to stretch endlessly. They is a voice speaking listing the names of the one and a half million children who died during WWII. It was such a beautiful place, and I just wish we could have spent more time there. We spent five hours total, but could have easily spent an entire day and more. This museum was the one thing that truly made me excited to come to Israel.
If anyone is interested in hearing the story of my Tente Femmy...let me know. It's a story I am so very proud of. She was an amazing woman.
After the museum we went for lunch at a small diner near old Jerusalem. We walked a bit and did some shopping, our feet aching from excessive use. We went from an open market through the streets to a more well-to-do area. I preferred the market by far, it's a place where people have been coming for thousands of years. There are old men playing chess, and woman bargaining with the shopkeepers, it's a very inique environment. After shopping we went into Old Jerusalem, where we walked to the Western Wall. On the other side of this wall lies the Muslim Dome of the Rock. There were many Jewish people praying here, as it is as close as they can get to where the Holy of Holys was. We had a tour under the houses that are built on top of the wall, a wall that still has rocks from when King Solomon built the temple.
After this was dinner and then we crashed very quickly.
3 comments:
You should blog about your Tante Femmy. It would be great.
I wish I could have seen the candle reflected in the mirrors. You describe it beautifully.
I want you to blog about your Tante Femmy too. I would like to hear her story.
My husband, Peter, has been to Israel twice and both times was really moved by Yad Vashem. He also took some amazing photos of the Jews at the Wailing Wall and all of the prayers they had crammed into the rock crevices.
I will!!!!
And I have pictures from Yad Vashem..but courtesy of modern technology...i can't access them to post the rest on facebook....
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