May 4, 2001

An Israeli checkpoint stopping Palestinians.

A late, late morning meant that we missed the group's departure for the Mount of Olives. Apparently our bodies had a different idea of how we would be spending this time. We dropped off the rental in its particularly fortuitous location at the Israeli checkpoint entering Jerusalem, then walked to meet our taxi to Zababdeh. The journey was thankfully unremarkable, given the usual route through the valleys and pits, though the Israeli soldiers did allow us to pass through one military checkpoint rather than driving for miles around it.

We are now realizing that we only have a month before we head off to the States in June - yipe! That means wrapping things up here, putting our thoughts together for talks we'll be giving, and bringing our work for the school year to a close. It also means being fairly antisocial for a few weeks, alas - something quite counter-cultural in these parts.