Today we wound up in the West Bank again. Am I looking for Shulamith and have found the Palestinians?? We were in Jericho riding up to the Church of the Temptation of Christ with primary school boys and their teacher from Nablus. They can never go to Jerusalem. Its made me feel very sad. And here we were in the middle of Ramallah at Yasser Arafat's tomb near his offices where he was under seige. Its been a strange day indeed. Tired and troubled. We saw the paintings on the wall in Ramallah. Saw Edvard Munch's scream deconstructed for a new reading.
Saw date palms today. You know how tall they are. Enormous. Looked wistfully at Ein Gedi, Qumran, Masada. Its been crazy. We swam in the dead sea. Ate oranges in Jericho, cried in Ramallah. Saw Bedouins.
Brilliant. Astounding. Tragic.
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