A few more photos from our Ateret Cohanim tour of the Old City of Jerusalem. And yup, more colorful doorways.
Psychedelic doorway and courtyard. My eyeballs felt like they were being stabbed by forks.
Observe the lovely rhythmic patterns of the jig-saw stonework. I think it’s Ottoman.
Hijab Barbie placed above and beside traditional Western Barbie.
Black and white door. It’s definitely got that Franz Kline thing going on.
Nothing like acid green and pink to bring on a flashback to the wretched 60′s.
My favorite doorway. Security on Jewish homes and institutions in the Old City is super tight. The Cousins demand Judenrein neighborhoods—and nations.
This is the entrance to Har Habayit, the Temple Mount, Judaism’s most holy site. But Jews are forbidden entrance. The armed guard is an Arab. His job is to make sure that Jews do not enter and violate Jew-hating Islamic sensibilities. We asked the guard how he was able to identify Jews. He smiled and said: “I am Muslim, I know a Jews.” Then he hugged and exchanged pleasantries with Daniel Luria (far right), our Ateret Cohanim guide.
Beautiful texture, and just love the keystone.
A Chassid davens, prays, at the Kotel, the Western Wall. Jew, Christian, Muslim or Martian have freedom of access.
Karen places a kvittel, prayer note, in the Little Kotel, the Little Western Wall.
And finally, I was interviewed by Judean Eve on Israel National radio, Arutz Sheva yesterday morning. I discussed being an Orthodox Jew in Hollywood, a Conservative Republican in Hollywood, the First Nefesh B’Nefesh International Jewish Bloggers Conference, my novel The Hebrew Kid and the Apache Maiden, the current Israeli government as the new Judenrat, Shabbos in Efrat and yes, I got all mushy about How I Married Karen.
If you have any desire to listen to yours truly talk about, um, yours truly—endlessly and tediously in horrifying Brooklynese—just click here.
Last night, Karen listened to the broadcast and said: “Robert, that was an excellent therapy session for you.”