I voted absentee in Jerusalem
Shabbat was a glorious day. Bright and sunny and temperature in the mid 70’s. I visited and ate lunch with friends at Focaccia, walked around Jerusalem and ate again. It’s not a visit to Jerusalem with eating at Focaccia. It was indeed a time of resting and refreshing.
Today dawned another bright and crisp morning. After Shabbat, the city is really coming alive with the sounds of building, cars everywhere and people back to their weekly work. Another stop at Aroma Cafe for my annual almond croissant, and I am ready for the day. I cannot believe I leave this evening for the States. I am so blessed to be coming back on the 15th with a group.
I voted absentee at the U.S. consulate last week in Jerusalem. What an experience. Ken Berg, Jeff and myself were not going to make it back to the States in time to vote, so we headed to the consulate. Went through security and waited in a room that looked just like the ones back home—you know, with the plastic chairs arranged in two rows back to back. There were lots of pictures of the President, VP, and Secretary of State, and of course the American flag. A piece of the States right in Jerusalem! We waited and waited and were finally helped by a sweet lady from Ft. Worth. We wrote in our picks and were out of there. I am hoping my vote really makes it to the States.
Thank you for your prayers for this tour. God bless America. God bless Israel.