We're back on the bus, driving along, and Marla casually mentions that we happen to be passing the Sea of Galilee. This is as close as I ever got, I'll have to go back I suppose, but it is tiny. I expected it to be so big because, well, just because. But this is it, and it supplies a very large portion of the water for Israel, so it isn't nearly as big as it needs to be. Beautiful, isn't it?
