Because it was so much fun a last year…
January: Spending New Years in the Golan, hiking Masada, and staying in this most amazing of places in the Negev desert (home of the HBDP) — all during Jenelle’s visit.
I loved seeing the lights that were up around Ramallah over Ramadan last year; on streetlights, across streets, strung from minarets…
This was taken in downtown Ramallah right before the evening call to prayer (but after yoga – Farashe had a special Ramadan schedule and many of the classes were designed specifically for those who would be fasting all day), when the streets were practically deserted because everyone was home (or out) waiting to break the fast with a date, a cigarette, food, or all three.
Ramadan Mubarak everyone!
As my time wound down in Ramallah, a lot of people asked me what I’d miss about it. There’s a lot…ranging from the unique, like the friends I’ve made, to the banal, like the weather. Here are just a few, in no particular order:
1) The birthday song.
This amazing song can be heard nearly every night you go out in Ramallah. It is accompanied by the delivery of a cake with a giant flare sticking out of the top. Since the outdoor bar opened across the street during Ramadan last year, Jon and I have heard this little ditty more times than I can count. I love it.
Guaranteed: I’ll play it for your next birthday if I see you.
I was finally at a table recently where the birthday song was played and a flare-cake delivered. It did not disappoint.
By extension, I include all the nightlife in Ramallah, which is surprisingly robust — I’ll miss the ability to have fresh hubbly-bubbly with my glass of wine and, whenever it’s someone’s birthday, (a) hearing this song and (b) seeing a cake with a flare on top of it.
About 10 months ago my Grandma requested that I share some photos of my apartment. I took pictures then, but never got around to posting them (sorry Gma!). Without further ado, say hello to where I’ve been living for the last year.
Our apartment is on the third floor (American definition)/2nd floor (Palestinian definition).
Here’s my first view of Ramallah, just over a year ago. You can see the building that used to be next to my current building, which is demolished and partly rebuilt in the second photo, taken earlier this month.