Sabah Ilxer!

Alright, now that I’ve been here for a total of three days, I’m feeling like quite the savvy traveler. I already know how to say good morning in Hebrew, politely decline an Olive Wood carving, and enjoy the simple pleasure of not knowing the contents of a stuffed pepper. Yesterday, we toured Jerusalem. We first spent a few hours in the Old City. They warned us about some of the risks of being Americans (assault, being robbed, looking stupid), so we were all emotionally prepared to be a little harassed by the locals. Apart from being incredible sneaky, they are also incredible charming. With pick-up lines like, “you have beautiful blue eyes” and “your hair looks very soft”, it was difficult to resist, but I think I’ll make it home without an Arab husband.

For the last two days, I’ve woken up at 4 in the morning. 30% because of jetlag and 70% because of the megaphone outside of our window that plays the call to prayer. Everything here is beautiful. I mean, no picture I’ve seen of Jerusalem has done it any justice. Especially with Ramadan ending this week, by sundown, the city is glowing with strings of lights and the sound of people celebrating in the streets is captivating. So far, I’ve eaten every meal and done all my reading assignments outside looking over the city. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of looking out and seeing golden domes, limestone arches, the bustle of people, and brightly colored linens hanging over every balcony. I want to live here forever. Ilhamdulilah!