I've managed to plow through the rest of our first day in Israel! Quite the feat, I know...
We ended up seeing the Arab section of the market twice, once on purpose, once on accident. The on purpose time was after the tour of the Western Wall.
They said everything was fine, fine, fine. Just make sure you are between the two armed guards. I'm sure it would have been fine without the guards too. The reason I can be so sure is that we didn't have any guards when we went there by accident. We saw the Jewish section too, of course.
We walked around the old city a little. Or maybe we were just looking for the way back to the hotel, I'm not sure.
I was really kind of certain this taxi was going to lop off my boy's toes. But, since he already had his bar mitzvah, obviously my job was just to photograph the event. In any case, I'm pretty sure he's now big enough to whisk me out of danger rather than the other way around. Still, even in this picture those tires look kind of close to his feet. In real life they looked way, way closer:
He made it to the other side with all ten toes still attached:
Near our hotel, The Montiefiore Windmill
The Jerusalem Railway Station:
And a random running guy. Wikipedia didn't have a link for him. I don't know why.
Then it got to be night. I still had to take pictures though:
And that's all for day one! At this rate I should be able to get all the pictures up by the time in just the blink of an eye! Or at least by the time my boy graduates college.