Wait, what?

It was a late start here this morning. We worked really hard to solve the world's problems last night, and wrote a couple of UN resolutions... When I woke up this morning, at 6, none of them had been amended and all the normal of the people of the world were needing a little extra sleep due to the very late night.

I read a bit of Tozer, Piper, Paul and wrote a bit in my journal. We had an incredible breakfast of breakfast tacos and as an added surprise John provided Taco Bell taco sauce. I think it was so delicious because it's normally unavailable.

We hopped in the car and headed South along the beach and then went east through the Shouf Mountains, Masser el Shouf Cedars. They were beautiful. We hiked through, it was so cold and I am pretty sure that the bathroom we used there was where Rumpelstiltskin keeps his summer home.

Then we drove down into the Bekaa Valley and stopped in at the Chateau Kefraya Vineyard. Along the way I hopped out at an old Syrian checkpoint and was astonished to find this old rusty oil can - with Hebrew writing on it. Not just because this was a recently bombed Syrian checkpoint, but because this is also Hezbollah territory and I am not sure if you guys realize this, but the Hezbollah don't really acknowledge the existence of Israel.

We spent a lot of the day talking about the craziness of how this country has been so trampled on. It's just been the stomping ground of so many different forces... there are so many different kinds of people here and it's craziness that there seems to be no ability to get along.

So here is the can, if anyone can read Hebrew, we're dying to know what this can is and what it says and HOW IN THE WORLD it found its way here.

We're tired and going to Chilis - that's right - Chilis - I need some chips, salsa and ranch. We don't have this kind of junk food in Berlin.