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Suez Canal

 
Our Suez transit was rescheduled a couple of times. First we raced to get here for an 11am entrance a day earlier than planned and then once we arrived it was changed to 3pm, so we dropped our anchor and waited. Here the officials came on board via a crane. This seemed odd to us.


The changing schedules were due to a dredging project in one of the two lakes, so the ships going in opposite directions through the canal would not have enough room to pass each other in the lakes.


One of the many military outposts along the canal. We didn't remember that wall from 2012.
We'd been through the Suez in 2012, so click there for photos about half way down the page.

Starting at 3pm meant that most of the transit would be in the dark We felt sorry for the first-timers and some of them were quite angry, but their anger toward the captain was misplaced. It wasn't his fault. Dean's Log: Suez

Ashdod, Israel

Israel was not on our original itinerary, but two stops there and one on Sicily were a substitutes for our Egypt ports, which had been deemed by the Holland America security team to be too dangerous for its passengers. Fine with us, we'd not been to Israel before and would be there on Easter AND Passover. Talk about crowds! So we opted to avoid Jerusalem and go on an excursion with Charlotte to Masada and the Dead Sea.


As we sail into the port town of Ashdod, there was a large fish farm operation behind a long jetty.


A beautiful sunrise hides behind the machinery of a busy industrial port.

 
Charotte briefs Ronnie, our guide in the blue hat. We are in a separate large van. Our van was not there, so Charotte's group left us there waiting for a substitute van to make its way into the port. Meanwhile Ronnie filled us in on her background, while she was born in Israel, she only spent 6 years there before her parents moved to western Canada. She's been back in her birth country for 6 years and is a full-time guide.


Scenery from the van.


Wild camels...


Again, the sandstone hills reminds us of the American West.


Some ibises on top of a hill from the van.


An interesting set of snake and birds of prey sculptures in a local park next to our potty break stop.

  
Our ride... After the stop, we were losing altitude: at this point the road is already below sea level.


Even though we were already well below sea level, we were looking farther down at the Dead Sea.

  
Masada, a settlement occupied by King Herod on top of a steep-sided mountain between 37 and 31 BCE. It is an important Jewish history site. For more details read about Masada on Wikipedia. We climbed up the Snake Path to the top with Jack & Sandy. Ronnie had us get in line first for our entrance tickets and we skipped the 15-minute video that the rest of our group watched. This way we got a head start so we wouldn't hold up the tour at the top.

 
Dean, Jack , and Sandy round a hairpin turn in Snake Path.


Views from the trail. There were some shelters, but we didn't stop.


My turtleneck is a thin nylon, but I probably would have been happier with the white one. It was a tough climb. I was the slowest. Jack & Sandy were at the top in 40 minutes. Dean waited for me and I made it up in less than an hour and we were being cheered on by Ronnie from the top. Everyone else had taken the tram. We agreed that we'd take it back down, so we wouldn't throw off the rest of the schedule.

 
Jack & Sandy. At the top there were various models of the mountaintop settlement.

 
The black line indicates where the newer restoration building starts. The fresco coverings on the plaster walls are more than 2000 years old.

 
The scale of the settlement up here is surprisingly large.

 
The bath house flooring was raised on pillars. They built fires to warm the water. As with Petra, the water management was crucial to allowing this community to survive.

 

 
No doves today, only Tristram's starlings.


There was another trail that looped down to a special room. Jack & Sandy wave.

 
Ronnie talks to us about the breaching of the mountain fortress by the Romans and the legend of how the Jews decided to kill themselves rather than be enslaved by the Romans. The point she made was that Josephus Flavius who first related the incident was a journalist who might have exaggerated the event to sell more papers. So we might want to think about the 2000+-year-old story differently and maybe with a hefty helping of Dead Sea Salt. We will never really know what happened.


Looking down from the top, you can see the ruins of the roman encampment. There is a stone wall surrounding the site. When you think about it, that was a huge undertaking to storm such a small group of people.

 
Stone steps smoothed by water of the baths and by Mother Nature since then.


Looking through a window to the world toward the Dead Sea. Our tour was over and now we headed to the Dead Sea.

  
The tram operator, preoccupied by her phone. Views of the Snake Path from the tram.

 
From the tram, we think this was a reconstruction of the Roman walls.

 
Saltman; a sculpture in the Masada gift shop constructed of Dead Seas salt discs.


Back in the van, we were stuck in a traffic jam because of construction around a sinkhole. Just as we were about ready to turn back to find an alternative swim site, the traffic started moving again.

 
We passed the caves where the Dead Sea Scrolls were found.


Date plantations.


Finally we arrive at the "resort" where we will go swimming. The astroturfed area above the beach with many families out celebrating the holiday. The signs on the palm tree say no tents and no hookah pipes in this area. Some people had ignored the pipe ban. Weird.


We skipped the entrance stairway where everyone was going and went to a less populated area.

 
The clay was extremely slick, so we were very careful as we entered the water. The mud is supposed to be very good for your skin and is sold worldwide as a beauty treatment. Sandy made good use of the mud and so did I. My skin did feel softer for the rest of the day. Maybe I should have packed some in a plastic bag to carry home.


Floating high in water that is 1/3 salt.


There was a city across the sea. The water is disappearing from the Dead Sea at a rate of about a meter per year. Ronnie said that there were plans to either pump some water in from the Mediterranean Sea or the Red Sea to save it, but either one would be extremely expensive.

 
Some scenes from on the way back to the ship. They could be from biblical times except for the highway and the power lines.


A hillside town glowed in the late afternoon sun. Tomorrow was a our second Israeli port, Haifa.

Dean's Log: Ashdod

On to Haifa ... >>

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