The day after out trip to Masada was a Saturday. When we woke up we saw that the streets were empty and everything was closed. At first we thought it was a nuclear apocalypse, but of course it was just the Sabbath. We hadn't planned for that though so we didn't have anything to eat for breakfast. While Julius was getting more and more cranky I came up with a solution. Let's go to Palestine! Palestinians don't celebrate Sabbath, and they make awesome food. Perfect! We hopped on a bus and soon we were in Bethlehem.
Bethlehem is a typical Arab town in the sense that there are shops and food stalls everywhere so finding breakfast wasn't hard. We settled for some fried chicken.
After breakfast we explored the town of Bethlehem. The locals were very nice. They'd even decorated their Christmas tree with reindeer! Just to make us feel at home.
We even met Santa Claus! Though I think he might have had one mulled wine too many...
Julius also insisted on taking a selfie with some random baby he found in a manger. Silly kid...
That's enough for today I think, but come back soon I still have more to tell you about our trip to the holy land.
