An Ancient Toilet (Bathrooms of Israel Part II & other vacation photos)

Here's an Israeli bathroom, of sorts...at least this is what our tour guide Jeff says was used as a toilet during Roman times in Caesarea:I promised to introduce Jeff last post. Here he is at Gamla telling my dad something fascinating about vultures, I'm not sure exactly what. Dad's in the Boston cap. Jeff's got the talons:I'm pretty sure Jeff thought I never listened to him, but that was really only true in between the hours of my normal lunch time (noonish) and whenever the heck Jeff's normal lunch time is. The man claims lunch time is his biggest meal (See?!? I did listen to something!) but he might be confusing it with afternoon snack. Either that or he just doesn't get hungry.

Anyway, my point is this: I didn't not listen. It's only that ten days is not nearly long enough for me to internalize the amount of information on Israel that man contains in his right pinky fingernail. In fact, ten days probably wouldn't be enough to digest what he could tell me about Fayetteville, Arkansas (whether or not he's ever been there).

I heard some folks at the airport discussing whether or not their tour guide was an adequate driver...or something like that. We obviously had nothing to worry about since Jeff got us out of this situation in Jerusalem on what is, amazingly enough, a two way street:At any rate, I highly recommend Jeff as a tour guide if you happen to need one in Israel (or anywhere else, I imagine). He's great with kids, entertaining, and knows a ton of stuff. Just, y'know, bring snacks.

Here's my gal in a waterfall at Ein Gedi:And my boy skipping stones into the Mediterranean at Caesarea:At least, I think that's what all that stuff is. But, y'know...Jeff would know for certain.

Coming up: More modern Israeli bathrooms AND why my cat hates my boy...I mean aside from the obvious - that cats hate 10 year old human boys on principal...