Surprising fact: Gaza’s wine once sailed so far, its jars surface across the Mediterranean.
For 3,000 years, this city sat on the Via Maris—the land bridge of empires.
Caravans moved incense and grain; deals struck in Aramaic, the region’s trade tongue.
Stones remember: Philistine walls, Roman streets, Byzantine mosaics, markets that endure.
Besieged, rebuilt, resilient—Gaza remains a crossroads of culture and exchange.