We just finished a hardy Middle Eastern breakfast of tomatoes, cucumbers, hummus, cheeses and much more, served on a balcony at the Peniel-by-Galilee overlooking Tiberius Lake, better known as the Sea of Galilee. The day was sunny and bright and we soon left for the Golan Heights.
Golan Heights
Rocky, with cow pastures, bullet-pocked old abandoned buildings, army camps, goats, fruit farms and vineyards, the Golan Heights seemed cold and desolate. However, parts of it reminded me of California in the land of the happy cows. Instead of oil wells in the pastures there was the occasional broken tank from the 1948 war. In the distance were snow-covered mountains. The old road to Syria is blocked with large boulders.
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