May 25, 2001

Home sweet home, Zababdeh!

We picked up our plane tickets for our travel back to the States, and then met up with our favorite taxi driver who took us through the highways and byways of the West Bank to get back to Zababdeh. Halfway there, we came to an Israeli checkpoint. As we approached, the driver told everyone to say we were coming from Jericho, not Ramallah - our circuitous route took us so far East that no one would ever believe how we came. We got home, then realized we have five days here before we leave again. Yipe!