What an intense day. Visited Yad Vashem, the Holocaust Memorial Museum in Jerusalem. Of the three hundred tour guides there is one survivor, Eliezer Ayalon. He was our guide. Such an amazing and moving experience. Hearing his story gave us chills. I think this was the most moving part of the trip for Greg. Those of us who are moms were most affected by his story of his mother sending him away from the family so that he might live. A mommy saying goodbye to her baby brings a universal sadness for all moms.
One of the missions of Yad Vashem is to honor those non-Jews who risked their own lives to save the lives of those persecuted in the Holocaust. These people are called "the righteous among the nations." The separate building which honors the children killed was especially moving.
The museum is located at the base of Mt. Herzl, Israel's national cemetery. Permanent home to many of Israel's leaders as well as soldiers. Again, kids. The cemetery is named for Theodore Herzl (remember, he was the father of modern zionism- you're reading each post, right?!).
soldiers, golda meir, yitzak rabin
There's a huge monument to Herzl that I got a bunch of shots of...
For a more uplifting experience, we headed to Manahe Yehuda: The Jerusalem Shuk (Jerusalem's largest outdoor market). We were there just before Shabbos when everyone was desperate to sell their goods before the end of the day.
It's so lively and exciting to see all the action.