Since the kingdom of Armenia was the first country to make Christianity its state religion in 301 of the Common Era maybe it does, I'm not sure. I can't believe though that I'm the first person that has come to Jerusalem and thought about this very idea. Let's just say that some people are very touchy about real estate here in the Holy Land so I'm not going to deep here.
But, I did go deep into the Muslim Quarter.
There are many bonuses of taking Sabbatical time. For starters, you don’t need an alarm clock. You just wake up, lay in bed and think, what will I do to fill up the next 14 or so hours of my day. Today my first thought was to head directly to the Muslim Quarter. I brewed my imported Dunkin’ Donuts coffee. I checked my email. I dressed modestly. Of course my hair was flowing in the wind so there was no mistaking me for a Muslim woman – not that they would anyway.
When I am in ‘west’ Jerusalem most of the time I feel like I’m in any cosmopolitan in Europe or even the US. When I’m in ‘east’ Jerusalem or the Muslim quarter the reality hits me that I really AM in the Middle East.
Traditional Palestinian Embroidered Dress This woman sits outside of Damascus Gate. She begs. She screams. She yells. People look and pass her by mostly.
Boys carry around these trays throughout the Old City. Today it was filled with fresh juice but during the colder months the glasses are filled with hot sweetened tea with fresh sages leaves.
Nothing like fresh pita the way the Arabs make it.
Muslim women dress hijab, that is, their entire body must be covered except for their face and hands. So, usually they have on full length, long sleeve coats and head coverings. I saw this store in the Muslim Quarter. Not sure where they would wear these little numbers but who knows what lurks underneath the coats.
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