Yad Vashem, Mt. Herzl, and MLR Institute

Today has been an interesting day. We went on a field trip to Yad Vashem, the Holocaust museum here. It is the largest Holocaust museum in the world. (Left - Yad Vashem. It is a lot larger than it looks from this picture. We didn't even see a third of what is there). We had a guided tour through the museum that was very interesting. I learned a lot of things that I had never heard before. I wish we had had more time to just look around, but I may go back. One of the best stories that I heard was about the country of Denmark. The entire nation pulled together to save the Jews in that land. Eventually, they had to smuggle them out, but when those Jews returned to Denmark, they returned to their locked homes that had been cleaned, gardens tended, pets fed, and even silver polished. (Right - View of Jerusalem from the end of Yad Vashem). One religious leader said, "I do not know what a Jew is, I only know what human beings are." I like hearing more about things like that. I also didn't realize that some Jewish prisoners revolted. In Auschwitz, several people smuggled in (don't ask me where they hid it) dynamite and when enough was collected, they bombed one of the crematorium. Other revolts happened, though not everyone was able to do so.
The last thing I saw was the Children's Memorial. (Left - entering the Children's Memorial. The pillars that you see on the left represent the lives cut short). That was amazing. 5 candles are used to produce quite an effect. The memorial was dedicated to the son of one man and one woman. This little boy had been gassed at one of the death camps, but both parents had survived. They had two more children after the war, but never forgot that little boy. 1.5 million children were killed during the Holocaust. Those who could prove that they were 15 or older were more likely to survive, but younger than that were killed without thinking.
After Yad Vashem, we had lunch and then toured Mount Herzl. (Right - Me and Bethany on Mount Herzl). That is a cemetery/museum named after Theodor Herzl, one of the founders of Zionism. His body was moved there after the State of Israel was created. The main Independence Day Ceremony is held there every year. Other political leaders are also buried there. It was interesting, but by that time I was ready to be done.
When we came back, I had to leave to go to my ultrasound appointment. (Left - checking in for my ultrasound appointment). That was interesting because I have never had an ultrasound before. The hospital (called M.L.R. Institute) doesn't have signs in English. I felt so confused. The woman at the desk didn't speak English, but was able to point us in the right direction. Luckily the woman at the desk in the Ultrasound section spoke English. But the nurse who came to get me to take me into the room for the test didn't. She had to demonstrate what she wanted me to do. It was quite amusing. Luckily the guy who came to do the ultrasound spoke English.
The results (as far as I know) are that nothing is wrong. But, it is hard to know because the paper they gave me is all in Hebrew. I have to take it to the office tomorrow to see if that is the official report, or if it just says that I had an ultrasound. I think I am fine because I have been pain free now for 4 days and nights. I think I will stay that way. I am drinking lots of fluids and that should hopefully mitigate. But, it was definitely another adventure.
I will add more pictures later because I am hungry and haven't had dinner yet.