The Mt. of Olives

The Mt. of Olives and I didn't start off as great friends, since that's where my septic tank room was. phew! Gross. I was so afraid I'd smell like one! Anyhow, things did improve. The Mt. of Olives is on the eastern side of the city, and back in yonder years when the Temple existed, and the Day of Atonement existed, a red heifer symbolizing the sins of all Israel would be sent across a bridge over the Kidron Valley, to oblivion on the Mt. of Olives. It's pretty crowded today - my septic tank hotel claimed that it was within walking distance of the city. Well, they may be right, but I sure wouldn't feel safe walking it! What an idiot I can be sometimes. duh, the cheapest place is in the rattiest area... Hi, Emily, wake up!! Anyway, here's some views of it. (will come - 2/28/08) I also saw the Garden of Gethsemane and the Kidron Valley today.