Editor’s note: Flume Staff Reporter Walter Newton recently took some time off to travel to Israel. The following story is an anecdote of an experience he had while visiting the country.
JERUSALEM - Any walk through the Old City of Jerusalem, especially if it is your first time, can seem like you have stumbled into an M.C. Escher painting, only less symmetrical.
There is hardly a flat spot in the city. Most of the streets are composed of steps. One moment you are walking down hill, the next moment you are trudging up hill.
Every street looks the same, lined with shops selling baubles to the tourists and holy sites offering faith to the faithful.
That was the impression I had when I first strolled the ancient streets. But hidden among the merchants chanting, “I want to show you my shop,” there were the seeds of discord growing in the minds of some children not very much older than six or seven.
