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The Church of the Holy Sepulchre

Where Jesus was crucified, dead, and buried, and where, on the third day...

Courtyard of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, built above Golgotha, where Jesus was crucified. If you look closely you'll see a ladder. After an earthquake well over 100 years ago, a priest went out to repair some damage. Another sect disputed his rights to do so, and claimed he was trespassing. A small war of priests broke out, priest against priest, and when it was over the ladder was left exactly where it was, to remind all future denizens to watch their tempers.

Courtyard of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, built above Golgotha, where Jesus was crucified. If you look closely you'll see a ladder. After an earthquake well over 100 years ago, a priest went out to repair some damage. Another sect disputed his rights to do so, and claimed he was trespassing. A small war of priests broke out, priest against priest, and when it was over the ladder was left exactly where it was, to remind all future denizens to watch their tempers.

The dome of the Church, rebuilt and repainted only after many years of fighting amongst the faiths.

The dome of the Church, rebuilt and repainted only after many years of fighting amongst the faiths.

Chapel above where the Greek Orthodox place the exact center of the universe.

Chapel above where the Greek Orthodox place the exact center of the universe.

Greek Orthodox art above Golgotha.

Greek Orthodox art above Golgotha.

Candles above Golgotha

Candles above Golgotha

Mary. I'm not sure which one. There are (admittedly hard to see) jewels on the red velvet before her chest, but only a few, as the original pile of jewelry left by rich pilgrims and foreign governments was stolen several years ago. Rumor has that it was an inside job.

Mary. I'm not sure which one. There are (admittedly hard to see) jewels on the red velvet before her chest, but only a few, as the original pile of jewelry left by rich pilgrims and foreign governments was stolen several years ago. Rumor has that it was an inside job.

Candles burning above Golgotha.

Candles burning above Golgotha.


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