One day during my first week in Jerusalem, I decided to take
a bus straight to the Old City from work.
The “Old City” is the part of the city that is encompassed by the
ancient walls of old Jerusalem and includes the places such as the Temple Mount
with the Dome of the Rock, the Wailing Wall, the 4th century Church
of the Holy Sepulcher, and many more old historical sites. It is very touristy and as you walk
through, the streets are filled with Arab merchants selling things from their
shops. It is a completely
different world from where I live, where I rarely even see Arabs.
I
walked through the Old City for a little bit, ate a falafal pita sandwich,
bought some groceries and decided to walk home. I underestimated the amount of time it would take, and an
hour and a half later, I am finally approaching the security gates by where I
live on campus. Now, there are
three Hebrew University campuses in Jerusalem, the Mt. Scopus campus by the BYU
Jerusalem Center with all the humanities, the Ein Kerem campus with the medical
school (where I work, very West Jerusalem) and the Givat Ram campus with the
math and sciences (where I live).
I am not sure about the other campuses, although I am guessing that they
are similar, but for Givat Ram, the entire campus is surrounded by a barbed
wire fence, with only three entrances to the campus. These entrances are guarded gates with Israeli soldiers that
check ID and make sure you are supposed to be on campus before letting you
in. This is nice because I feel
very secure once I am on campus, but it is also surprisingly inconvenient.
Only one entrance is open all the time and it just happens
to be the north entrance on the opposite side of campus from me at the south
end. The Givat Ram campus is
shaped like an oval, which makes the walk from the north end to the south about
1km. When I am coming from
someone’s house in the south, as I often am, it takes an extra 40 minutes to
walk to the north end and back down to where I live.
So
after walking 1.5 hours, I am standing at the south security gate by where I
live, and the gate was closed.
There was no guard and no way to get in. It was so frustrating and I was so tired from walking with
all my groceries and couldn’t bear the thought of walking another 45
minutes. Just then, a car pulled
up to the gate, trying to get through and I noticed that the car was an Israeli
couple. I flagged them down and
asked for a ride to the north gate.
It was my first hitchhiking experience in Jerusalem!
Falafel in the Old City!
you know I am starting to envy you :))) , you really live (i mean 24/7 ) in Jerusalem. and I can tell from the pictures that is sow good for you. TVB Cait
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