Man, it's been a long while since Israel. So much has happened I can't even remember. But I'll try my best. The next day Sumi and I decided to tour the Golan Heights. We are really bad at touring though because we don't have a guide book so wherever we go we are like "meh, let's get out of here". The Golan heights are really beautiful though. We ended up in Tiberias and we drove around the sea of galilee and had coffee. Then we ended up back at Aliza's apartment and made pita pizzas. The next day we packed up all our stuff. We had an issue though. The day before, I had dropped off my laundry. I thought they said it would be done in a couple hours, which made sense, but when we came back later that night, the shop was closed. And the next day was the election, so the shop was closed yet again. The connection between why a laundry shop would be closed on election day is still unclear to me. So we decided to go to Nazereth for the day and then come back to Zefat at night. It was pouring raining in Nazereth. We went on a walk through the town, went to some significant churches and sites like where the angel Gabriel came to Mary. Our problem came at the night time. We had no place to stay, and we didn't want to pay for a room for the night since we had the car. But we had to go to Zefat to get my clothes back....so we went back and spent the night in Zefat. BAD IDEA. Zefat is in the mountain and it just happened to be freezing cold and hailing that night. It hailed pretty much the whole night and it was the worst night of our lives. We almost died. The next day was even crazier. After the worst night ever, we wanted to get the hell out of Zefat. I went to the laundry place, and the girl there was like "sorry, clothes aren't done, come back tomorrow." And I was like no no no. You don't understand, we have to get out of this place. But of course the girl didn't speak English, so I had to pull someone off the street to translate that I needed my clothes whether they were done or not. Laundry places are strange in Israel. They apparently don't do the laundry in the shop. They send the clothes to some laundry factory outside of town. So I had to get the address from this girl and then we had to find a taxi driver to follow around for an hour to find this laundry factory. The taxi driver didn't even know where to go. We went down the mountain, past the plastic chair factory, past the car factory, past the soda factory, over some bridge, in to the magical forest, past the unicorns and we were still lost. Eventually we made it to a laundry factory, but it was the wrong one. So we had to fine the OTHER laundry factory. This whole wild goose chase took about two hours and I was not in the mood after almost freezing to death the night before. But finally I found my dirty laundry, and we hit the road to Jerusalem. Thank the lord. The drive was pretty uneventful, except for the part where we almost drove in to the West Bank. We were just driving along when all of a sudden there were fences and barbed wire everywhere. I felt like there were 100 guns pointed at me. So we made a quick backtrack and went around the West Bank. Scary. Later we returned the car, and we got to our new hostel in the old city: the Citadel. This hostel was really strange. It was like staying in a cave. Jerusalem was not at all how I pictured it. I thought it was supposed to be really biblical with donkeys and stuff. Jerusalem is divided in to three parts: the old city, the new city, and some other part I forget. The old city is where all the really touristy biblical stuff happened and where a lot of famous sites are such as the dome of the rock, the place where jesus was supposedly crucified, buried, and resurrected, the western wall, and other countless religious places. I think every rock had a history there. The old city itself walled in and is divided in to quarters: the armenian, jewish, christian, and muslim quarter. The next day Sumi and I toured the old city by walking along the wall of the old city. It really made me appreciate what a beautiful city Jerusalem actually is. Sumi and I also found our favorite kebab place. I think we at there every day we were in Jerusalem. Dang, I wish I had some kebab right now.