I spent some time in Galilee last week. Fortunately, most of it was not along the Sea of Galilee. Don't get me wrong. I love the Gennesaret, but this was not a good time to be there. These photos, taken and we zipped by in a bus, don't do justice to the reality of Passover at the lake, but maybe you'll get an idea.
Basically, every available square inch of shoreline was covered in an unending sea of nearly identical tents. And where there weren't tents there were thousands of Israelis, burning meat on their portable charcoal grills. (The idea of a rare steak seems to be unknown here.)
Passover is a huge holiday here, which most people take advantage of by going on vacation somewhere. Apparently, an extremely large portion camps out at Galilee. (You would think that Sukkot would be the camping holiday, but no, it's Passover.) The hostel we stayed at, within easy rocket range of Lebanon, was also jam-packed. (No, we were not in any danger of being bombed...don't freak out.)
Anyway, with these beaches in mind, I was not surprised to come across this article, comparing the beaches to a garbage can in the wake of Passover visitors. Apparently the words, "clean up after yourself" don't penetrate the consciousness of the average human here, either.
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