This day opened in Yad Vashem, the Holocaust memorial museum. It was very moving and well-designed. Its impact is so multifaceted that you can't help but respond emotionally. It was difficult to hear so many personal stories and to see the impact the Holocaust had on Israel and the Jewish people. On the other hand, it was very inspiring, in that the Jewish people have survived after several nations have tried to wipe us out, not to mention the most systematic genocide attempt in human history. It has become much more important to me to keep Judaism alive in whatever way I can, so that we can be the nation to outlast the nations.
We went from there to the Old City for Shabbat. It couldn't have been better. The men on their side, the women on theirs, we had collectively almost 300 Mayanot at the wall. There was dancing, chanting, shouting, silent prayer all within the mosh-pit that was the Kotel. I hope to bring a piece of that energy and euphoria everywhere I go.
We walked back to the hotel at night and hung out for a bit. I slept in Emma and Kaila's to avoid Josh's snoring. Poor guy.
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