We went back to Jerusalem, this time at the invitation of a
student for Shabbat dinner with her family. Another student invited us to stay
over in her guest room---necessary as all public transportation shuts down for
Shabbat.
It was a remarkable weekend. Conversations seemed to
gravitate to the situation of the Palestinians in the West Bank. We are still
processing this---the information, and the fact that it was four weeks before
we heard anyone really talk about this.
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At the Shabbat dinner, mention was made of the remarkable
hospitality of the Arabs---our hosts not realizing how they were matching that
hospitality. At the Shabbat lunch, in sharp contrast, the Arabs were viewed
somewhat differently.
Details to follow as processing of all this continues.
Curiouser and curiouser. Just when we’re starting to know enough to know how little we
know, it’s time to start wrapping up here. We have just two more weeks, and it
now feels we need another two months.
This was a true Shabbat---from sundown to sundown, no
turning things on and off, no work, no Internet, no commerce. In Jerusalem, the
whole city shuts down (with a very few exceptions, including a Domino’s Pizza),
so people are out walking in the middle of the street, dressed up as if for a
big party, and at night, the teenagers congregate in the parks, flirting and
hanging out.
A festive mood prevails.
In Jerusalem, also of note, we saw a rose-ringed parrot.



So now we and our cat are famous....
ReplyDeleteHa! Yes, and that kitty SHOULD be famous.
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