Raining in Jerusalem

Did I say it is raining?   Its pouring down.  Its unusual weather... and very cold.  We are in another little arab youth hostel down on St Marks road.  It is a maze of little arched stonework rooms.  Chan and I were booked to sleep on the roof, imagining it would be dry and pleasant.  After all, Jesus and his group sleep on the mt of olives this same night.  But after two nights on the roof the rain clouds came over and poured down.  Now we are sleeping in the cosy bohemian annexes behind the reception.  They have laid down arabesque cushions, mats, and wall hangings and they are very dark and colourful.  We slept so well last night.  So, we have another few days here and when the buses operate again after the first two holy days of pesach we will go up to Galilee for our ambitious walking adventure.  I am hoping that the open countryside of Galilee will provide the contrast I need from Jerusalem.  We will be camping in the fields above the lake.