At our hotel’s pool in Jerusalem, two Israelis sing and play “Hotel California” with guitars. The group sings along, standing around in towels. Next song: Hebrew–the Americans shut up and all the Israelis sing.
Today we went to Jerusalem’s Old City, where we shopped, toured, and visited the Western Wall.
No one has slept in the last thirty or so hours, so I will end this entry short, to spare my mind the stress of reflection. More tomorrow.
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