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January 25, 2007
Gas station camels
While in Israel, Mary had an encounter with a camel at a gas station.
I wonder if it was the same camel at the same gas station where I gassed up and bought some felafel and fruit and chocolate on my way out of Jerusalem to En Gedi on a very rainy Sunday afternoon. . . .
Camel in situ (on the left):
This gas station and trading post commanded the route east from Jerusalem on Route 1 to Route 90. This is technically in the West Bank, right near the turnoff to Jericho. (I wondered if I could try to find the synagogue whose floor in on the banner of this blog, but the proprietor advised me not to go to Jericho, since the day after Saddam's execution things were a bit sensitive. Also it was already late in the day and the light was fading.)
Judith | 01/25/07 at 03:27 PM | Categories: Eretz Yisrael
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That may have been the gas station we stopped at on the way to Jerusalem. It wasn't far from the Dead Sea.
That camel was one of many...
If you wanted to drive around that barren place late at night, you've got more balls than me :-)
mary | January 25, 2007 10:01 PM
Route 1 is the major highway east from Jerusalem, then you pick up 90 either north or south, which goes along the Jordan River. It felt as safe as anything in Israel, staying on the main road. Lots of cars and trucks, very well-travelled. I only turned off at En Gedi, which is in Israel and on the shore of the Dead Sea, not near any no-man's land.
Now what was scary was the drive all alone down the back of that mountain I told you about. I just looked at the map though, it was the Jordanian border not the Syrian border.
Judith Weiss | January 26, 2007 05:04 AM
BTW that second photo is right out of an Edward Hopper painting don't you think?
Judith Weiss | January 26, 2007 05:20 AM
BTW that second photo is right out of an Edward Hopper painting don't you think?
I thought it was kind of David Hockney-ish, color and composition-wise. It's a good, clear shot, especially for that time of day.
The drive alone down the mountain did sound wild. You don't know a place until you drive it.
mary | January 26, 2007 10:45 AM
