One year, I spent Christmas Eve in Bethlehem with some friends from Maastricht (the Netherlands).It was an overcast night, but not so cold that we couldn't walk around, browse shops, talk to strangers and participate in the events surrounding the celebration of Christ's birth.
We didn't know we needed either permission or tickets to enter some of the holy places, but we enjoyed ourselves immensely and took away many memories of the city, the people, the security guards posted everywhere and what it might have been like hundreds of years ago.
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