It was lovely, Walking in the Valley of Death. That sure sounds strange, but it was true back on my third day in Israel in January, I happily walked Fred and a wedding couple spend the afternoon in the necropolis of Bet She'arim.
Other bloggers make points; I tell stories, because pilgrim life is a never ending story. That’s fine with me, because stories are what make the Bible, Pilgrim Fred climbs from Haifa to Nazareth, where he meets the true Middle East for the first time.