I love reading travel blogs where the personality of the blogger shines out. So many blogs are clones of each other, offering the same SEO-driven keyword-loaded content, the same identical structures, the same advertising. I like to travel, and I like reading about adventures in exotic places, but I swear if I read one more post about Ten best things to see in Paris I will scream out Sacré Merde and heave a baguette through my laptop. Or something.
Abby at The Winged Fork runs a quirky blog, focused on travel, food, and love. Assisted by her sister Sarah and friends, she covers a range of places and activities. How often do you see a blog post on the difficulties of foreign travel with a pair of extra-large breasts? Or eating invertebrates for dinner?
Sarah’s post on Masada caught my eye. I love to travel, and I love history. Visiting some of the special places of the world, places of struggle, glory, beauty, sacrifice, majesty, and spirituality is always top of my travel plan. The Agora of Athens, Gettysburg, Ayasofya, Persepolis, Anzac Cove, the Lincoln Memorial…
Masada in Israel is one of those places. A fortress perched above the desert, the Dead Sea in the distance, it is the scene of a determined resistance by Jewish warriors against the Roman army in 70 CE. A defeat, but like Gallipoli is to Australians, Israel cherishes the spirit and sacrifice of these doughty men and women.
I’d like to visit there one day, but in the meantime, it’s worth a flying visit with The Winged Fork.
While on our way to discover the secrets of the Dead Sea region and the healing properties of the Dead Sea, we stopped for a few hours at Masada. The 2000-year-old fortification once housed King Herod’s palace, with its 3 rock terraces, overlooking the Dead Sea.
Read more at How the majesty of Masada awed me
Image credit: Sarah of The Winged Fork