After my enjoyable train-ride up the Israeli coast to the garden city of Haifa, I disembarked and began my search for the Port Inn Hostel. It was rather difficult considering there were no street signs for a four block radius around the train station which was strange. I finally found it and it turned out to be a lovely hostel, the best yet, with an impressive terrace garden for sitting, eating, and chatting with others. I wanted to hike to the top of Mount Carmel, Haifa’s city on a mountain that also is home to the Baha’i Gardens. I met up with a German named Andi who I had previously encountered at the hostel in Jerusalem and we decided to make our way to the top. It was a substantial climb but gradual and not too strenuous as to be unable to enjoy conversation and the views. Andi had lived in Mexico for some time and so we attempted speaking Spanish but my skills are barely passable, it ends up just being Portuguese. Portuñol they call it. Anyway, at the top of the Mount we enjoyed the nighttime scenery and the strange lit up fountains that looked like that one level on Super Smash Melee… I hope someone gets that reference. After enjoying the top, we made our way down to the bottom and en route I grabbed some falafel, my staple food while traveling, to eat back at the hostel. Back home we met some cool people from all over; Antonio from Spain, Zineb from Morocco, Andi’s friend Carmen from Germany, and some crazies from Switzerland. I couldn’t tell if the two Swiss guys were on drugs or just bizarre. After some time chatting we headed out to a pub across the street where the owner insisted we take shots of Arak, on the house. I was first off not intent on drinking and secondly was not interested in the anise flavored cousin of Ouzo which is amazingly awful to drink. It is the regional drink and one seems to encounter it far too often. A fact about arak: it means sweat in Arabic therefore wine is the blood of Jesus and Arak is his sweat… I left the pub pretty quickly due to exhaustion and an uncomfortably smoky ambiance.
In the morning I took a bus to Haifa University to see two things: a 27-story tower designed by my favorite Architect Oscar Neirmeyer and an Archaeological museum that also houses some fine art. The building turned out to be the least impressive thing I have seen by Neirmeyer and I was actually quite disappointed. The museum however made up for that by being an impressive collection of all things ancient from the region. I saw a lot of really neat stuff including the worlds oldest sunken ship! It was preserved underwater because large slabs of rock covered it. There were also lots of nice glass bottles, tools, and plates. I had to hurry a bit at the museum because I wanted to return to the hostel and head out via train (!!) to Akko, Acre, the old Templar (Crusaders) city. I ended up arriving at Akko about 5:00; it closes at 5:30. Good one. In fact in turned out to be not so bad because I managed to see almost everything and did not pay because it was so late none of the door guards asked me for my ticket. Everything was really epic, but the most epic was certainly the tunnels that ran under the dock. Awesome. I saw this French guy who I had met 3 times before in both Tel Aviv and Jerusalem and so we chatted for a little while but he had to go and catch a bus soon so we parted ways soon after meeting. I walked around some more and ran into Antonio and Zineb who had just dined at a chic restaurant in Akko. We decided to go and have some tea and hubbly-bubbly in the old city, the first time I actually have had Nargile in the Middle East. It was very pleasant and we sat for a while talking about various things. I really enjoyed their company and am always amazed at the interesting people you meet while traveling. We took Antonio’s rental car back to the city to relax at the hostel before going out for a late dinner at a delicious Lebanese restaurant.
The next day I took the Baha’i gardens tour, which is the only way you are able to see the inner gardens. I arrived at the top of the mountain via the Carmelita, Haifa’s one line Subway that ascends a mountain! I have never been in a tilted subway with so many monster/robot pictures on the walls. It was a time-warp back to the 70’s, oh wait all of Jewish Israel is that way… The gardens were incredibly beautiful and totally weird. History of the Baha’i: A relatively new religion (came about in the mid part of the 1800’s) that claims most all other religions and profits are correct but that Baha’i is the modern truth. The Baha’i bought the whole mountainside, because Haifa is one of their holy cities, and created an elaborate garden on it. One funny thing is that there is still a house sticking out of the upper gardens because the guy didn’t want to sell it either out of spite or because he really enjoys his view. After the tour I took the bus to Tiberias (one of the four holy cities of Judaism) so that I could connect onward to the Yehudiya Nature Reserve for some camping!