Traditionally pilgrims walk steadily down the Palm Sunday path from the Mount of Olives, recalling the night before Jesus died.
But if you've lingered too long taking photographs, and you look around and find everyone in the group has disappeared, and then you take a wrong turn and end up in the little village on top of the hill - then you have no choice but to run like crazy to catch up!
After a moment of quiet panic on reaching the bottom of the hill and finding the Garden of Gethsemane empty, I realized our guide must have taken the group on a little side track.
Having the Garden of Gethsemane almost to myself for a short time was pretty special.
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