Thursday 6/29/06 – The Yigal Allon Center, the tank, Bet
Shean, tree planting, Mt. Scopus,
First we took a tour of the kibbutz, which, in addition to
having the hotel at which we stayed, is a working agricultural community.
They have a little museum called the
Since it dated from the time of Jesus, it was found in
Next we set off for
We stopped in Bet Shean – another Roman ruin like
We saw ancient toilets (below left) and mosaic floors (below right.) The mosaic floors were faded, but one could imagine how gorgeous they were 2000 years ago.
We also saw bathhouses. The picture below left is a bathhouse – the little short pillars you see actually held up the floor (which is missing) and allowed moist hot air to rise up from below into the bathhouse. The picture on the right is Benjamin, Jonathan and Michael being statues in between some pillars.
It was very hot that day and we rested in the shade, enjoyed one of the ubiquitous orange slushies, and Jonathan took the first of what were to be over two hundred pictures of Israeli cats. Then we went to the Jewish National Forest and planted trees. Well, Benjamin and Jonathan and Marc planted trees and I took pictures.
We arrived in
We got to the hotel and Marc and Don and Mom went to deal
with the balagan which was our car rental for Saturday to go to see cousins
Miri and Orly. (Israelis say “balagan” where we would say “snafu”.) I
dealt with the balagan which was our room situation. The car rental
balagan was that they cancelled our reservation. The room balagan was
that Michael, Samantha and Benjamin’s room was on floor 4 and Marc and I were
on floor 6. We weren’t the only family split. The Schecters were on
different floors too. The hotel couldn’t move us down to floor 4, so they
moved both the kids’ room and Don and Sue’s room up to the 6th
floor. The fact that they couldn’t move my room actually proved
fortuitous, because Marc was the only one of Mom, Don and Marc who knew their
room number and the rental car agency wanted a room number. Once both
balagans were straightened out, we found that cousins Stuart and Marci and
their kids were at the hotel, so we changed and went out to dinner with
them. We had dinner at Café Rimon. It was very good – I had chicken
livers, Marc had fish, Jonathan had a hamburger and Benjamin had teriyaki
chicken salad – hold the salad. After dinner, the kids got candy at a
nearby store and then we walked around