Google it.
That's what I did.
From our hotel, we can take the 5 or 55 bus to the central train station. See the map above. You can even figure out which side of the street to stand on to catch the bus.
At the train station we have a choice: the direct bus to Jerusalem (one hour, 16 NIS or $4.50) or the train (slower and more expensive).
There is another bus that leaves from the south of the city, near Jaffa, at the central bus terminal.
We loaded up, along with many Israeli soldiers and other tourists.
The one hour bus ride took just over 40 minutes.
On the highway the signs were clear and in Hebrew, Arabic and English. Once we got past the airport the land opened up to rolling low hills of crops and trees with brown hills in the background. The freeways are wide, well built and not at all crowded.
We passed through a valley, the bottom full of vineyards, the hills crowded with enough trees to almost be a forest.Tall very thin Mediterranean Cypress and shorter thick trunked, scraggly pines, and wispy thin, medium high, light green willow type trees. Yet the ground is patched and rocky.
We continued into brown hills of scrub with those white, blocky stone houses and apartments in settlements, some walled in.
We got to the central bus and train station in Jerusalem, found our bus to the guest house, and ten stops later we were there.
We dropped our things and took off walking to the old walled city.
We entered the old walled city of Jerusalem through the Jaffa gate.
We took a left and, following in the footsteps of Jesus (assuming he dropped straight into the Christian quarter, not the Jewish or Armenian and CERTAINLY NOT!! The Muslim quarter) walked straight into Jacobs Pizza for good pizza-by-the-slice and cold beers.
Jacob tried to tell us "God bless you" as we left, but no. God bless Jacob for the cold beer.
So that is how we got to Jerusalem.
I am going to wait a few days before posting about Jerusalem. We have really lousy WiFi here, and I want to make one post rather than several piecemeal observations.