A week long journey from the North to the South of Israel. I’ve found so much wonderful discoveries of this place — from adventures, scenic spots, family, nature and myself. I traveled with my best friend Erika from the Sea of Galilee, Haifa, Tel Aviv, Jerusalem, the Dead Sea, Masada and many other holy places.
How can one tell if they have fallen in love with Israel?
I can’t find the perfect words to describe how amazing my trip to Israel was. I got to see a side of Israel that is so far from the conflict that I’ve seen on the news. Few weeks before I flew to Israel, my close friends and family asked me if I wasn’t too scared to travel there and I really said “Nope, i’m pretty excited! ” with a lot of gut and confidence. Somewhere inside me knew that Israel was going to be fantastic.
Israel is filled with various tourist attractions —- from Christian Churches and pilgrimage destinations, Jewish and Muslim holy places, national parks and historical places.
From Rome, we took a 6 hour bus ride and headed to San Giovanni Rotondo. This town is located in the Southeastern part of Italy and is in the province of Foggia. . San Giovanni Rotondo is perhaps best known as the longtime home of the famed priest Padre Pio. It was truly a wonderful experience since I was able to strengthen my relationship with God in my 3 day trip here. Indeed, a nice place to get away from the busy city life.
To be able to see the pope was our main mission of this whole trip and we were very lucky to see Pope Benedict the XVI on the day of the Canonization. The Pope a.ka. the Bishop of Rome is the ruler of the Vatican City, which is the smallest independent state in the world with a population of 832 people as of 2011
St. Peter’s Basilica, located in the Vatican City, is one of the largest churches in the world. I never expected to visit this church at such a young age!
Last October 2012, I flew all the way to Rome, Italy to witness the canonization of our 2nd Filipino saint, Pedro Calungsod. When the Sunday of October 21 finally came, it seemed like there was a Filipino invasion at the Vatican City. Hearing people speak the Cebuano dialect and seeing so much familiar faces felt like I didn’t leave home.