me a few still missing, but one of the wounds of Christ I am wearing now. How it came about:
we had just crossed over the Israeli-Palestinian border and had a taxi on the way to Bethlehem when we stopped en route to a bombed factory and some of the famous graffiti paintings on the famous, not only because of the Wachtuerme to consider the former Berlin wall resembling extreme limit. I got out of the car because I wanted to photograph a German-language graffiti from a comfortable angle. But while I have just passed a stinking Muellberg and ran on a dog carcass, I felt a sudden, out of nowhere an extremely sharp pain in my right foot. At first I thought it was a shot like that I had not heard due to distance. Fortunately raised the cause out to be less dramatic: I stepped on a rusty nail that had been drilled by shoe and sock in my heel.
There are so sure no appropriate place to connect in a nail, but Bethlehem is probably one the most unsuitable.
Well, at least I did so in the "pleasure" to meet a Palestinian hospital from the inside, where I also like a coming out of Argentina's sister - in both senses, she lives in a monastery near Solomon's Pools "and hunted for allegorical interpretation of Song of Songs Mariological - was treated. Even my taxi driver was found to be auesserst helpful and friendly and we were about Jesus, or Isa, according to the Quran does not even come in a "stable", but under a date palm to the world. Of his pluralistic views, I could not derail the good man, but in any case, it was very interesting. Of course
was also interesting to Bethlehem itself, in particular Church of the Nativity (And all other churches that are located on the site) and the Shepherd field, from where you have a beautiful view. Sun
wait As the others get to me and say we are on the go to Falafelessen, I take my leave now and send a lot of regards from Ramallah!
Magnus
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