Narrative, People, Reflection

A Wedding Reception (part 2)

All names are still changed, as in the last entry. Photographs by Ruben Vl. There was a staggered set of concrete blocks to prevent anyone from rushing the check-point but, otherwise, the occupiers did not care about traffic going into Beit Sahour. We passed unheeded and Roger exhaled. Having just come from the wedding via… Continue reading A Wedding Reception (part 2)

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Analysis, Memories, Narrative, Reflection

Way of the World

I decided to walk over to Rainbow Street and get an over-priced-anything, as a concession to myself. Rainbow Street is a sort of tourists’ outpost on the opposite hill, a long contemplative walk from the Canary Hotel. I found an ice-cream shop and ordered a scoop of  pistachio-filled “Arabic” ice-cream, since I can’t get that… Continue reading Way of the World