After the awesomely muddy hike, we went to Mount Bental to see Syria. We then got falafel at a strip mall, headed to the Golan Winery, did a tasting, bought wine, and then drove on slippery windy roads to the Chamat Gader Hot Springs. The hot springs were more like a Russian bathhouse that smelled like eggs and was full of fat old men.
Syria
We ended the evening back at the Kibbutz where we had a totally pointless discussion and drank.
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