A Tel (if you missed my older posts) is layers of old civilization built on large hills. Over many years, of being built one on top of another, it's almost impossible to tel (no pun intended) what's a part of what. From the top it seems like one giant maze of rocks, but they have so much more meaning. Above is a picture of me scaling the tel walls. It almost looks like I'm in a trench because there were so many different parts to the tel and sometimes scaling the walls between two of them was the only way to get to the top of the other. Sometimes in the mornings, a few friends and I would hike up to the Tel to watch the sun rise and make breakfast and some strong Israeli coffee with our pakal cafes. (A oak is like a small burner mostly used in the Israeli army to make coffee) If there's one place in Israel I miss the most, it's probably there, on the top of the highest peak of the tel, watching the sun rise and witnessing the whole world around me come to life.
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