…a beautiful Greek Orthodox parish church with the mouthful name of The Church of Jesus Christ’s Entry Into The Temple.
I took a couple of photographs with my camera before the battery died. Feast your eyes upon this beautiful sanctuary.
Whereupon the battery died and I realized I had forgotten the spare back in the hotel. What to do? Whip out the trusty iPhone, of course.
And then it was time to climb higher.
It’s just like Max Lindenman says it was in Amman: Where A Good Church Is Easy To Find. You can read more about how we celebrated Easter Sunday by reading Diana vov Glahn’s post, where she discovered that,
Following Frank is an adventure. Not only does the man have the confidence of a, well, of a Marine, he’s brave and he loves exploring. And he has a shepherd’s spirit. He will never leave a man behind. And he’s so tall, he’ll know if you’re lagging. He’s a great guy to have around, and I am so happy he is on this trip.
Enough about me. Has it really been two weeks since I was looking out over the city from that perch? Sigh. Where did the time go?