Five of us perch, oversized birds, on the balustrade before our Israeli guide from the Rent-a-Guide Professional Guide Services, who told us when he picked us up at the hotel, "You can call me Sol."
The Golden Dome looms behind him, and because today is a holy day and the Temple Mount teems with tourists, I think this may be one of those crowded areas the State Department had in mind.
But I don't say anything.
Since the other four are from Dublin, London, and Cardiff, Wales, they're probably not in danger anyway.
And I couldn't get a word in even if I wanted to since Sol has been expounding without pause for twenty minutes.
