Yesterday Anika and Sandrine and I went to Caesarea, which is a port city built by King Herod to impress the Roman emperor and the American tourists. Paul was imprisoned there for two years before they shipped him off to Rome. Today there are a lot of ruins and expensive restaurants and a beach. Anika and I fell asleep on the beach for a while, but Sandrine, who has more energy than anyone really needs, swam all over the place and made friends and business connections and even found people she knows from France.
Sandrine in front of some ruins. This spot has been home to a Roman temple, a Christian cathedral, a mosque, another Christian cathedral, a fortress, and now piles of rocks.
In its glory days, this was the freshwater swimming pool in Herod's palace. Now it is a saltwater swimming pool for little Israeli kids who don't want to pay twenty shekels to go to the beach.
This is from two days ago, in Akko. Here we have Boris and Anika in the Crusader tunnels. It might look like they are talking on phones, but actually we all had these audio guides that told us about the history of everything. It was a lot like being on the phone with a longwinded, conceited, boring British woman.
Ollie and Sandrine decided that they needed to stop at a hookah bar and smoke some shisha. No illegal substances were involved, just "double apple" flavored tobacco, that Ollie thought sounded more intriguing than regular apple. We spent forever trying to get an awesome picture of them both blowing smoke, but it still didn't work that great and I ended up with a lot of really hilarious pictures of Sandrine.
Anika and Boris on top of the wall promenade in Akko. This picture makes me happy because I don't see grass very often these days.
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