Trapper / Stairs

Lørdag var meget jo lukket. Men en ting som havde åbent (og som min nevø havde anbefalet) var bymurene. Man kan komme op og gå på muren et godt stykke af dens længde - faktisk nåede jeg vist at gå cirka halvvejs! - og DET var spændende!
Det var sjovt at kunne se ind bag ved huse og basar, og endda se en del tage. Det var også dejligt fredeligt, for der er vist ikke mange, som finder derop. Man skal lige vide, at det er der!


On Saturday, many things were closed. But something that was open (and recommended by my nephew) was the city-walls walk. You can get to walk on the wall for quite a length - I think I walked on almost half of it! - and THAT was interesting!
It was fun being able to see the back of some houses and the bazaar, and even quite a few roofs. It was also very nice and quiet, since not many people actually find this. You need to know it's there!

Man kunne også kigge helt ugenert på folk. Jeg er konstant fascineret af de ultra-ortodokse jøder i deres lange frakker og store hatte, som regel i familier med rigtig mange børn. En gang talte jeg OTTE! Den ældste så ikke ud til at være en dag over 12 år.
Det er virkelig et helt andet liv. Arrangerede ægteskaber, mange børn og helt sikkert ikke alt for mange penge.


You could also look at people without them being bothered. I'm constantly fascinated by the ultra-ortodox Jews in their long coats and bit hats, a lot of the time in families with a serious lot of kids. Once, I counted EIGHT! The oldest one didn't look a day over 12 years.
It really is a very different life. Arranged marriages, lots of kids and certainly not too much money.

Der var ikke bare rigtig mange trapper oppe på muren. Mange af dem havde også nogle virkelig høje trin! Alternativt kunne man gå på en trappe som denne her. Men hvad. Da muren blev bygget, var der vist absolut ikke noget der hed rækværk, så der er helt sikkert sket fremskridt!


The wall didn't just have a lot of stairs. Many of the stairs had really high steps!
Alternatively, you could walk on staircases like this one. Anyway. When the wall was build, I guess there was absolutely nothing called a railing, so there has been some progress!

Oppe fra muren kunne jeg se Zions bjerg, og på mit kort på telefonen, kunne jeg også se at Schindler's grav ikke lå alt for langt væk. Så vel nede igen gik jeg ud for at kigge. Først mødte jeg ham her - selveste Kong David! Jeg var også inde at se hans grav, der åbenlyst hører til helligdommene her. Sarkofagen stod for enden af et rum, der med en skillevæg var delt op i en kvinde- og en mandeafdeling. Man måtte absolut ikke tage billeder, men det var meget interessant at se.


From atop the wall I could see Mount Zion and on the map on my phone, I could see that Schindler's grave wasn't too far away. So back on the ground, I went out to have a look. First, I met this guy - Kind David himself! I also went inside to see his grave, which apparently is a holy place here. The sarcophagus was at the end of a room, which was split down the middle with a partition into a women's and men's space. Photography was an absolute no-go, but it was very interesting to see it.

Schindler's grav fandt jeg også. Det var meget rørende at se. Jeg har set Schindler's liste, jeg har været på hans fabrik og jeg har læst om ham. Han havde jo virkelig ikke succés som forretningsmand hverken før eller efter krigen, og han begyndte med at ansætte billig arbejskraft for at tjene penge. Det var først efter noget tid at han faktisk aktivt begyndte at redde mennesker.

Jøder lægger ikke blomster på gravene - de lægger sten! Som man tydeligt kan se, er han under ingen omstændigheder glemt.

Det var så weekenden. I dag starter en ny uge. Faktisk min næstsidste! Tiden går pludselig hurtigt.

I found Schindler's grave, too. It was very touching to see it. I watched Schindler's list, I've been to his factory, and I read about him. He really didn't have any success as a business-man before or after the way, and he just started hiring cheap workers for earn money. Only after a while did he actively start saving people.

Jews don't put flowers on graves - they put stones! As you very clearly can see, he is by no means forgotten.

So that was the weekend. Today, a new week begins. The second-last, actually! Time suddenly flies.