in a dry and weary land

I had forgotten what a rocky, hilly, and deadly dry place this country his. At least the whole southern half of the country is nothing but dry, dry, dry. On Sunday we pretty much drove the whole length of the country (from Nazareth to Eilat) and I got thirsty just looking out the window of the car. Gives those Jesus-is-water metaphors a bit more resonating power.