Israel, the last leg(s)
This goes with the Athens post and is the last post about my vacation, I swear!
Here’s the pathway up to our apartment. It’s far less pretty at 5am with a big suitcase after a tour through Jerusalem on a sherut. But let’s think of it this way, shall we?
Here’s the entry to the shuk, or market. It’s a fun place, but Niece1 and I were on our way to the Central Bus Station and their food court of Kosher fun. It was a Friday afternoon, things were winding down, and we moved along. Niece1, who is eighteen and studying in Jerusalem for the year, pretended she didn’t know me while I snapped this.
This was the very last shot on my camera, the view out the window of our kitchen. The lady downstairs had just taken down her sukkah. She’s not at all religious, she just likes to entertain there. This is Israel in a nutshell. In the US, many Jews don’t know what a sukkah is. In Israel you have one even if you’re not religious, kind of like that “I don’t believe in Jesus but the kids like their tree” thing.
But the most beautiful thing I saw the whole time, was this one. Home. I really missed New York. Sometimes it’s good to get away and realize the places and people you miss.
This is actually the wallpaper on my work PC. Brother1 took it a while back.

Oh right! I promised you that exciting reveal. Here I am, in a little temple-looking thing in the Acronafplia fortress in Nafplio. Hot! And I mean that literally.
And there you have it! My vacation. Just a year or so till the next one. Phew.
It wasn’t just the blazing sun and steepness that made it difficult. I also was faced with “steps” like these. Safe!
And this is the view back from where I had just come. Yes, those steps above were exactly what I wanted to be faced with.
Finally, I reached the gate. I was tempted to steal the motorcycle parked in front but I staggered onwards.
This must have been a fun look-out job. Or maybe it was to push out people you didn’t like (I think that safety gate is new). Even more fun!
Most of the fortress was in ruins. Probably because there is a higher hill and some other conquerer built an even better fortress. Whoops.
Town, harbor, tree branch.
Nafplio doesn’t have a lot of bathing beaches but this one’s purty enough.
Requisite arty shot.
Here’s the Palimidi Fortress which spelled doom for Acronafplia. It has 999 steps to reach the top. I decided to trust them on that and not count for myself.
:: sigh ::
Here is Syntagma Square where I drank my NescafĂ© frappĂ©s (now that I’m on my regular keyboard, I can do the accents). Later, I found out that it’s made from concentrate with
This is the church with the marching band, sans marching band.
In case you were thinking Nafplio wasn’t strategic enough, this is yet a third fortress, on an island in the harbor. It’s called Bourtzi and was built by the Venetians in the 15th Century. They also brought all the gelato.
Yeah, that’s what I’m talking about.
Can you believe I came home?



