If it is devout Christian monks you are expecting, you will find yourself surprised.
On Good Friday, two days before Easter, hundreds of pilgrims flock to the Via Dolorosa & the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.
Making their way down Jesus’ last path, these believers carry heavy wooden crosses down a narrow Jerusalem road.

These crosses, ironically rented out to the pilgrims by young Palestinians who seem to be making most of the profit to be had from this event, weigh heavily on these believers’ shoulders.

But unlike Jesus, they have their friends & families to share the burden. Though some seem to experience a faithful event, to many, it would appear, this event is more a social experience than a religious stepping stone in their lives.

Some are men, some are women, some are children, some are grandparents, some are American teenagers, some are soccer moms, some are software engineers… very few seem to be people of the cloth.

And of all those who arrive… the one who seems to be most conspicuous by his absence is Jesus.