September 20, 2002

Another Friday, another sabbath. A greatly needed one at that. We slept and slept. And woke up, Elizabeth reading The Red Tent (a great retelling of the story of Dinah, Jacob's only daughter) and knitting, Marthame surfing the internet. And then we ate and slept again. Then we had a few visitors. And we went out visiting families (and playing puppets with their kids). And then we slept. Even with the news at Arafat's compound (or what remains of it) we didn't turn on the TV. We need at least one day to decompress from this place from time to time. Besides, the news always seems like we've heard it before. "Nothing new under the sun."