As a girl from the bustling streets of Tel Aviv, each visit to the Old City of Jerusalem felt like stepping into a magical, distant land. The contrast couldn't be more profound—swapping the contemporary for the timeless, the familiar for the mystical. Despite the geographical proximity, arriving in Jerusalem always felt like going on an enchanting vacation abroad, where each corner held a story older than time itself.
Navigating the narrow, winding alleyways of the Old City is an adventure in its own right. I could never quite map its ancient contours in my mind, finding myself delightfully lost more times than I could count. But being lost in Jerusalem was always an invitation to discover.
Jerusalem, with its layers of history, faith, and culture, always leaves me with a sense of wonder, a reminder of the endless stories it holds, waiting to be rediscovered with every visit.