 And oh, it was a wonderful experience to go to Israel. Ken etched out an itinerary for us, and I didn't really look at it ahead of time. I didn't know what he had planned for the various days. But there was that one day that we did visit the old city of Jerusalem. He bumpity-bum-bum-bumped me in my wheelchair down the steps of the Via Dolorosa through the Arab bazaar. And I looked to the right, and there was the Sheep Gate.