|My family outside of the Old City, with the Tower of David behind them.|
Still, we did not want to be here a whole year and not give Sam Man the experience of being in the Old City, especially since the day may come when sites like the Church of the Holy Sepulchre may mean more to him. So we prepped him, talking to him for a couple of days about our plans and then drove down and parked at the Mamilla Shopping Center, right across from Jaffa Gate where we could get in and out of the Old City as easily as possible.
|In front of Jaffa Gate|
|Samuel and dad at the Tower of David|
|"I've never been in this old town before!"|
Everything went well until towards the end, when Samuel tired of climbing the steps of many of the narrow "ascents" in the Old City . . . which meant that on several occasions I got my "hundred pound backpack." But except for those times when he insisted on being carried, he was a good sport. We entered Jaffa Gate, got pictures there and at the Citadel of David and then took more pictures in the streets and shops of the Old City.
Samuel then visited the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, where he was interested in several of the altars with their candles and with the painting of Christ Pantocrator in the little dome over the Catholicon. I was glad to show him the Rock of Golgotha, the probable spot of the crucifixion, though Skull Hill at the Garden Tomb still provides a better setting to imagine that event and the following resurrection.
|With my children in front of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre|
|The stone structure to the right of the mural covers the Rock of Golgotha. The Latin and Greek altars are on top, the Chapel of Adam in a room below.|
|To Sam Man, going down to the Chapel of St. Helen and farther down to the Chapel of the Invention (discovery) of the Cross was an adventure, kind of like going in secret passageways!|
|One of the small, side altars, but Samuel loved it and its candles|
|Samuel in front of the aedicule or shrine of the Tomb of Christ|
|"Look up there!" said Samuel . . .|
|. . . pointing to the mosaic of Christ Pantocrator|
|Samuel and Rachel in the Catholicon, or Greek Orthodox main worship area|
We took a break after that, sitting down at a small cafe in the Muristan to enjoy lunch and the surprisingly pleasant weather (even a bit of cloud cover today!).
|Rachel's last falafel|
|Dad got kabobs, but all Samuel wanted was fries and ice cream.|
|My family on the Via Dolorosa|
|With the children in front of the Fifth Station of the Cross, the traditional place where the cross was placed on Simon of Cyrene|
|Rachel and Samuel with the Mount of Olives and the Dome of the Rock in the background|
|Elaine and I with Church of the Redeemer and Holy Sepulchre behind us|
|Rachel and the flag of the Jerusalem Cross.|
|Street scenes with Ramadan lights|
Walking back through the Christian Quarter, we menfolk hung out while the women did their final shopping for trinkets and gifts.
|BYU t-shirt in the midst of a bunch of other ones'|
|100-pound backpack again|
|Rachel with our friend Shaban|
|Standing on original Roman pavement!|
|Samuel: "There are a lot of steps in this old town!"|
|Leaving through Jaffa Gate|
|In the modern Mamilla Shopping Center|
|Ice cream, a reward for being a good sport all day|
|Parking, Jerusalem style, right up in front of the elevators|
|The Citadel, or Tower, of David|
|Home . . . for three more days|