I have made it to Akko well before sundown. I awoke early this morning after having gone to sleep at sundown. I was up and ready for breakfast before it was time for it to be served but my Father had set it up, that this morning breakfast would be earlier than what is usually scheduled. I ate my fill then put some aside for my journey and then headed off on this rainy day. My Father made every step easy for me. There were many signs along the way as well as many other ways of comfort before me if i decided to partake in them. But my Father strengthened my spirit and I kept putting one foot in front of the other as well as being provided a safe feeling zone from the traffic. My body though is weak but i can expect nothing else having done little else than take part in all the worlds luxuries that man has given himself. So, having arrived i will rest till the morrow and inquire of my Father’s will.
Eva and the Polish woman are also at this hostel. The place is not very clean but it will do for a place to sleep and it is open and has a view of the Med from my room, in which i am alone although there are six beds available minus one.
My Father is all i need in this or in any existence.
I did not stay in but went out to get figs, olives, dates, and two huge falafels for 16 scheckles and only ate one and three or four bites of the other. I meet two English and another German girl who are working in a kibbutz. They are in Akko for a few days having a couple of days off.