Tzion dropped us somewhere near the south-eastern corner of the city, and we jumped off and walked towards the Jaffa Gate.
To get to the top of the wall, we had to ascend a somewhat rickety-looking metal spiral staircase. Now, I’m sure it was perfectly sturdy. And I’ve never been scared of heights. But I could see the ground disappearing below me, and I freaked out.
I think walking down those awful metal stairs into the water cistern at Megiddo set me off. I had a panic attacked and ran off onto the first bit of stone the stairs led to.
I don’t have many pictures from the wall walk, mostly because I was too absolutely terrified the whole way along. Here are some one of the other group members has contributed.
Finally, we left the wall, and walked into the Jewish Quarter for lunch.
I got yiros for lunch (and it was yiros-shaped, too, not in a pita) and a drink for 46 shekels (approximately $16). That’s two-thirds the price of yesterday’s lunch, and much nicer, too.