And a final shot for the day. This is the Jordan river, near the end, peaceful and calm, just before nightfall. I went back to the hotel and caught my journal up quite a bit. I believe it was disco night, so I opted out. So much had happened, and my mind reeled. We all walked back to the Kibbutz, cold and wet, in the beautiful Israeli nightfall. The sun doesn't really set there, it kind of just goes behind the mountains then lights up the clouds. Such a beautiful place.
