Not long ago I spent the night in my friends house in Jerusalem. They are a remarkable couple from South Korea.

In the morning they proposed we should take a rest close to Jerusalem nearby a wonderful spring. Unexpectedly for me we got on the frontier post of the Palestinian autonomy. My question : "Are we going there?" , the family of Kim burst into laughter confirming my anxiety. In a moment the level of adrenalin in my body went above the mark. South Korean passports and faces, appropriated them, lending amazing credibility to the frontier guards. I tried to comfort myself that I forgot my Israeli passport in my car and tried to make my face more Asian expression.

A successful attempted smile on that side of the security fence. The Homeland was left behind.

By this road we came to the spring, and our way came through impressive places.

At last we've got the spring!

In the spring the local residents were found resting.

In the rocks we also found an antique construction. It turned out that the St. Khariton monastry at one time belonged to the Russian foreign Orthodox Church. The first buildings are related to the beginning of the IV century.

We were friendly accepted by a monk who's name is also Khariton.

He told us a lot of interesting stories about the early Church that was connected to this place, and he showed us all of the territory at the monastery.

That part of the monastery is graven in the rock.

We came back home filled by the impressions we saw, and were looking forward to a "korean lunch", but that is a separate story all together.