Invited by cousins, we spent a weekend in Natania.Nos have organized a trip to the Ruins of Caesarea, a former city purtto now integrates the national park of the same name .
The road from Netanya is not long, but, in a startling beauty, we are on a beautiful route to the south, so that the Mediterranean is our derecha.La wonder of sight is such that exhausted words: only the sky blue and clear well and a turquoise Mediterráneo.Quedaría limits serene, staring, as if the sea washed me inside ... but we must follow.
When we reached the ruins, they were not, as I entered expecting to see land, dusty old stones by the time, but she gasped, as is the neat and clean enabled status of conservation of this ancient port city.
Since the gateway can see-down-the traces of successive cultures that dominated the city founded by Herod 2000 years ago, only 12 years late in build size obra.Era its resting place and made bring marble and stone from around the mundo.Sí: This is the same Herod who ordered the killing of children ltodos newborn boys! Just in case someone opaque, see?
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Successive reconstructions succeed the Roman, Byzantine, Arab, Crusader to the early days of Zionism, and finally the Baron was Rthschil that (pobre!) from his own pocket was the wonderful place it is today, to the delight of travelers from all over the world.
The tour begins with an encounter with the heroes of the past, an interactive display, with advanced technology and three-dimensional: in a beautiful room where there are few monitors or screens about 60 by 80 cm. more or less, it triggers a keyboard to speak Castilian and we ask and get ANSWERS in our language of the characters seleccionados.Así, Herod asked a proud-looking, powerful, toady, why he founded the city (with apologies: for fuck) and po what gave him the name of Caesarea. .. So with Paul of Tarsus, Saladin and other characters who do not remember. This was amazing, spectacular!
From there, soft carpets led us to a modern and reduced large-screen cinema where they planned, only three of us and in Castilian, "La Tore of Time, as a viewpoint of history allows us to know the great efforts involving its construcción.Por eg Herod "make" a Bay where there was and created one of the largest ports of the time.
Leaving look at the wall surrounding the city, the Hippodrome, the bath house (would like to see the bathtub !!!); Theatre, where I have an anecdote: it is a typical Roman building, outdoor we were alone, I got on stage and played to act, making me crazy when I hear applause! ern of a group of Japanese tourists who came with his guía.No I was forced to devote a greeting, play, to be in tune. There is also a diving club, an observatory, a Bosnian mosque, a jetty, unn patio artists local retailers and flirty souvenires.Desde the wall is also a beautiful beach excllusivísima solace for the privileged few who can afford the entry.
But enough! Beyond the view of the great port of Caesarea, the wonders of the interactive display, etc.etc. what really conquer, catch, move to admiration, joy fills the soul, is the contemplation of the landscape !!!!! And indeed, run out the words: I told you that the sea is turquoise, fringed with white foam just to reach the white sand, with "the eternal blue sky of the East" abslutamente incomparable, with a unique radiance, WONDERFUL! !
confess not having seen anything more beautiful.
wish my eyes and my memory does not forget save what I enjoy today. And why not? I want to share with.