Petra, Jordan

It took me ages to select just twenty something photos from this trip.

Day 5 – 8th February 2014

The trip to Petra was optional and for an extra $200USD. Most people from our group had seen it already or weren’t interested, so they preferred to stay in Eilat and rest after a long drive the day before. However, two ladies from the group and me took this trip and we were joined by two Israeli women on the border.

Our Israeli tour guide told us we would be taken over by a Jordanian guide on the other side and she warned us to rush the guy on, because he liked stopping by for a cigarette very often and have long breaks. Unfortunately, the Israeli women were smokers, too, so at the end of the day, I felt we could have seen much more, but because of ‘smoke stops’, we were delayed. We managed to see the Treasury, which features in ‘Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade’ movie and it was not that difficult to find it, because it is at the very entrance to the necropolis, but we did not get further down to the Monastery, which is bigger and more impressive as I can see in the photos now. We had one day tickets which cost us $100USD each, so I do not think I would be coming back there any time soon or ever and that left me very disappointed.

It was very interesting to see more of the Arab culture, but when we finally crossed the border and were back in Israel, I felt as if I came back home.

Here’s the fragment from the movie, to refresh your memory.

Masada and the Dead Sea

Day 4 – 7th February 2014

First thing in the morning we went back to Qumran National Park to see the museum, because the previous day it was too late for it. Then, before it got too hot, we drove all along the west coast of the Dead Sea and visited Masada. After lunch time we had a cooling float in the Dead Sea and before it got dark, we arrived in Eilat by the Red Sea, where we stayed for two nights.

Jordan River Valley

Day 3 – 6th February, 2014

We left Tiberias for good and went down along the Jordan Valley. We had a quick stop at Bet She’an, where according to the Bible, the dead bodies of King Saul and his son Jonathan were hung on the walls of the city (1 Samuel 31:10). Then we had longer stops in hot pools at Gan HaShlosha National Park and at the Baptismal Site in Qaser El Yahud, where according to the tradition Jesus was baptised by John the Baptist. It is less visited than Yardenit, because it is very close to the border with Jordan and not often there is an access. Before the sunset we made it to Qumran by the Dead Sea and spent one night in Kalia kibbutz. I was so tired I went to bed at 8 pm.

Upper Galilee and Golan Heights

Let’s get on with it, shall we? For anyone who’s just ‘tuned in’, I’ll just explain that on average once a year I blog about my travels, shows and plays I go to. I do it more often than blog about it, hence the delay. This post is still about my trip to Israel I did last year.

Day 2 – 5th February 2014

From Tiberias, we went North to Tel Dan and then Banias, where the ruins of an ancient city of Cezarea Philippi are, shopping at the Winery and Olea Essence, lunch in Kartzenit, then down to the very south of the Sea of Galilee to Yardenit and an evening walk in Tiberias.

The Sea of Galilee

I wanted to post about my Israel trip every day on the first anniversary of being in those places, but it didn’t work out – long hours at work.

To continue the story after all, once we arrived in Israel, everything went rather smoothly and we didn’t have any more frustrating adventures which would fall on my head. I fell over once with my small camera, but it wasn’t very serious.

Every day had its usual drill. We would wake up at 6:30am, breakfast at 7am, get on the coach at 8am and come back for dinner at 6pm. Sometimes we had something organised in the evening, but mostly we would rest and relax.

First two nights we stayed at Astoria Hotel in Tiberias, then one night at Kalia kibbutz by the Dead Sea, two nights at Adi Hotel in Eilat and finally four nights at Mt Scopus Hotel in Jerusalem.

Day 1 – 4th Feb: Following the footsteps of Jesus around the Sea of Galilee: Korazim National Park, Mt Beatitudes, Tabgha, Capernaum, a boat trip on the Sea and via Magdala a short walk in The Valley of the Doves. Before going back to the hotel we stopped by to buy some dates, halva, herbs and spices.

Bumpy road to the Holy Land

When I traveled around New Zealand three years ago, I had this habit to write about new places I visited as soon as possible, while everything was fresh. This post was drafted in Tiberias, at the beginning of my visit in Israel, but later the schedule was too tight and in the evenings I was too tired to write anything, so I was just making short notes and going through photos from that day. This post will have more words, while the rest of them will probably be photo stories.

One year ago, exactly to the date, I went to Israel with an organised group, because I was too afraid to go on my own in that part of the world, well, at least for the first time. The trip was organized by my old Hebrew teacher (I used to study at the Baptist Theological Seminary in Warsaw), so I trusted her and I knew it would be an interesting and very informative trip not only in Biblical facts, but also in sipping the cultural background. The meeting point was the airport in Warsaw, so I had to go to Poland first. I decided to go a few days earlier to spend weekend at my parents’ in Masuria and then go to Warsaw.

I had a plane to catch from London-Luton on Friday, 31st January in the afternoon. Usually, trains from my nearest train station to the city centre went every 3-6 minutes. When I got there, I found out that trains were every 20 min that day. I started to panic and there was no announcement why they were so late. I took a bus to Wimbledon hoping that trains would stop more often at a bigger station. How unpleasantly surprised I was when I discovered that the problem was in Wimbledon! There was a fire near the tracks and trains were delayed, redirected or cancelled.

Luckily, trains did go to Victoria and I managed to get there early enough to get on coach to the airport, which even arrived 17 min before the scheduled time. I had a plenty of time to drink hot chocolate after the amount of stress I had been through. I didn’t know then, that it wasn’t over yet. When we got on the plane and took our seats and every hand luggage was in the compartments, a crew member announced that one of the passengers decided not to fly with us and wanted to leave the plane. So, we had to take all our luggage out, put them on our laps and they had to check if everything of that person was unloaded. When we finally got back to our seats, the plane started getting ready to take off. We were already speeding up on the runway when suddenly the pilot pressed the breaks and we stopped. Wind? Rain? We were told it was a ‘technical problem’. After waiting 15 min for the breaks to cool down, we took the second attempt to take off from a different runway, which was successful this time. Later I found out that it was because of a puddle on the first runway and our plane was too big to drive through it.

We arrived in Gdansk with one hour delay. It was a real winter in Poland and for a van, which was waiting for me and other passengers from London in a temperature below zero it was too long. As a result its batteries died. We had to wait hoping the drivers would be able to recharge them from a different car of the same company. After one hour sitting in a cold car we were finally ready to go. I got home by midnight without any more adventures. Never the less, I started to believe I was dragging a bad luck with me and it was all my fault.

On Sunday afternoon, I went to Warsaw, spent some time with my sister and her boyfriend and in the evening they dropped me off at the airport. I had no problems with checking in and baggage control and I found my group by the gate easily. After recognizing some familiar faces and getting to know new people, I told them about my adventures from Friday. Everyone was cheering me up, when I told them my concerns about my luck. Their opinion changed and they started to look at me differently wondering if I was really a Jonah, when we found out few minutes later that the plane we were going to go broke down and LOT – Polish Airlines would give another plane, but it was smaller and 9 people from our group could go that evening and the rest of the group – 22 people were asked to stay over night in Marriott Hotel near the airport and go the next day with ELAL – Israeli airlines. My ex-teacher and organizer of that trip said it was the first time that something like that happened to her. I could only tell, ‘I told you so’ and wonder if I should risk and continue my journey.

I was in the group that stuck in Warsaw. On the next day, after delicious breakfast we all went back to the airport, but this time everyone individually was sort of interrogated by an ELAL staff member before checking in, then after being approved, we got our boarding passes and our luggage went through a detailed scan, including opening the suitcases, getting out all the electronic devices, cameras etc. Everything was examined. I had heard many stories about that, so I was prepared and understanding. Besides, if not in Warsaw, then we would have been checked at the Israeli airport after the arrival.

It seemed like it was taking ages, but we managed to get on board on time. The flight was pleasant, but I was surprised they showed ‘Captain Philips’ with Tom Hanks. The film was good, but I wouldn’t expect waching a film about hijicking a boat or any other mean of transport on a plane to the Middle East. It made me feel a bit uncomfortable.

We left Poland after 10am, flew for about 4 hours, but because of the time difference, when we arrived in Tel Aviv and joined the rest of the group and our Israeli tour guide it was already 4pm. We had our first hotel booked in Tiberias, 150km from Tel Aviv, so all we did was just got on the coach and went to Tiberias. I was mad and dissapointed. I had hoped we would be able to catch up on lost time, but it was impossible. The first day, when we had scheduled travelling along the coast and the visits to Tel Aviv, Jaffa, Caesarea, Haifa, Mount Caramel, Nazareth and Cana was gone. The beginning of the trip was horrible and I felt I was the only person to be blamed for.

The only comfort I had after the return from the trip, was when I made a complaint to the LOT and I got a complete refund for the plane tickets, €400, but still, I would rather see those places we missed, than the money I got. I don’t know when will be the next time I go to Israel again.