Today I went up the Mount of Olives via taxi with Marcela, the chief archeaologist in Magdala, and Mariana, the volunteer coordinator (who enjoys poking fun at me). We went to Pater Noster, the Carmelite Church that houses a collection of Our Father's in every language. I've been up the Mount of Olives two other times before and each time, right as I make it to the top, the Carmelites shut the door and bar it. This time they decided to let me in, probably because I seemed less dangerous with Marcela and Mariana around. I took pictures of practically every Our Father, so if you have any requests, let me know in a comment.
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