Jerusalem On Our Own
Yehuda Mahane Market
Today is our first day without a guide. It was great to sleep in for the first time in a week. By late morning we set off on foot for the yehuda market. This was giant mix of cultures, foods and crafts. We sat at a corner coffee shop and took in the atmosphere. We taste tested a few things including aslightly grainy dessert, most similar to fudge. In the end, our only purchase was some exotic looking dragon fruit. Turns out it only looks exotic. The texture is like a kiwi, but it has even less flavor than a lychee. And the pink with it’s beet color inside has less taste than the yellow.
Panhandling With Attitude
In the market, an old gentleman asked for money. Apparently the coins we gave him were too small, because he threw them back at us. Not a gentleman after all.
We needed to catch the light rail to the old city. Our friend Jim was tring to decipher the ticket machine. So he turned to the person next to him and asked for help. Then Jim noticed from hid clothes that he was an ultraorthodox Hasidic Jew. He said yes and turned to another Hasidic next to him and spoke a couple of sentences.. that man spoke to a modern orthodox man next to him (identified by a yarmulka), who spoke to woman next to him, who spoke to another woman, who turned out to not be from Jerusalem, but spoke enough English to help out. It was like the old game of telephone with an Israeli twist.