ICH SEH DAS SO. ICH SEH DAS SO.: Israel: The Dead Sea.
 

8
Apr
2012

Israel: The Dead Sea.

Even though I was kissed-on-the-forehead-good-night, my sleep that night in Jericho was rather bad. Really tired, I attended my taxi driver host's morning tour, taking people to work and kids to school. Afterwards, he dropped me at the Northern tip of the Dead Sea and we waved good-bye.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Sun rising over Jericho's palm trees.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Crossing in Jericho, with camels.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
By the main square, kids on their way to school (and famous streetart in the background).

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Happy family in Jericho.

Now, the Dead Sea, from far away, seems like a stupid clichée. From close and in real, it's that exact clichée - but so absolutely great and worth it. I was the first person on the beach in the morning, so I got a private floating lesson from the lifeguard (it's actually much harder than it looks, but I was immediately offered a Dead Sea life guard job!), swam out further than allowed, got myself tanned (and terribly sunburned in two tiny spots I forgot to put lotion on...), made some friends and was greatly amused by the international busloads of tourist arriving, dipping and disappearing in an instant.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
(via iPhone)

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
(via iPhone)

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Mudd and float impressions at Khalia Beach.

At night I decided to go south but missed the last bus, so a great guy working at the beach invited me to have dinner with his family back in Jericho and offered me to sleep over. I did and got to know a wonderful, huge Palestinian family in an age range from around 1 month to 70 years, all living under one roof filled with love. It was amazing. When Nic called me late at night to ask if I had found a place to sleep, I had to wisper as I was lying in bed in a room with six other girls sleeping. He did think for a moment that I got kidnapped, but I could prove him wrong.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Youngest family member in Jericho.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
The lovely mother.

The next morning, I went back to the Dead Sea, I floated some more and finally decided to take the bus from the main road down south, out of the Westbank towards Massada - because a ton of people, including my super excited gynocologist, had told me I had to go, if possible for sunrise. So that was my plan, look for a bed nearby and get up early to climb up the rocks to watch the sun crawl up over the silver sea.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
New friends at Khalia Beach.

First I waited for the bus for more than an hour, getting nervous a bit, as it was usually supposed to have passed me twice already, and I was in the desert, not carrying big amounts of water on me. Finally a truck driver stopped at the busstation, nestling on his truck and finally asking me (in Hebrew, I think - or Arabic... I don't know!) if I needed a ride. Of course I did, and I jumped on the truck.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
My bus stop.

Now, have you ever been in a real, huge truck? It's amazing! I sat so high it felt as if I was the queen of the desert, fast on the road, with a big panoramic window in front of me. The lovely driver tried to tell me things (and I told back) - but there was no way we could communicate. He finally called a friend who spoke English to make sure where exactly I wanted to go and smoked many cigarettes and blinked at me proudly when I was completely smitten with the landscapes all around us.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Abondened houses by the road.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Life saver truck driver.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Very excited!

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
My hitchhike through the desert.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
So pretty! (via iPhone)

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Trucker style.

When we passed Massada, he dropped me by the road, and a lovely Tel Avivian with her old mother took me up the rest of the hill in her car. Massada, here I was. It was too late to get all the way up to the fort, the only hotel within walking reach was booked out and the McDonald's in the valley scared the shit out of me (though I love McDonald's, but we were in the desert - right?). So I ate some hummus in the tourist trap and jumped on the next bus back to Jerusalem (taking some awesome street photos from the bus), and from there to Tel Aviv. It was an impulse that turned out to be right I guess and I was happily back with my lovely hosts in Tel Aviv by late evening, sharing my stories and munching cheerios. Yum!

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Desert on the way back to Jerusalem.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Most beautiful Dead Sea coastline.

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
(via iPhone)

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
(via iPhone)

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
(via iPhone)

Carolin Weinkopf, Israel, Palestine, Dead Sea, Jericho
Street photography Jerusalem (via iPhone).

All photos: Carolin Weinkopf


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