Easter!

Easter has come and gone, but the pilgrims are still here.

Holy Week began with Palm Sunday, which I nearly forgot about until someone nearly stabbed me in the face with a palm branch as a reminder. Thank you whoever that was. The rest of the week was dominated by Passover until Good Friday. Unfortunately, I missed the procession from the Mount of Olives down through the Via Dolarosa but made up for it (slightly) by attending a "Great Saturday" procession through the Christian Quarter. It was crazy and packed and wonderful.

The next day, I went through the stations of the cross with a friend, and if there is a day to be touristy, Easter has to be it. The Church of the Holy Sepulcher (where Jesus supposedly died) was filled to the brim with pilgrims who were surprisingly rude and pushy given the holiday.

Whoever decided to combine Holy Week and Passover must have been fasting; it is impossible to find food.