Sunday, May 29, 2016

Jerusalem Hotel 2315

This was an unusual day. I woke up in Tel Aviv, said goodbye to that city, went to Jerusalem and now I'm saying goodbye to this city. And it all happened during Shabbat, when everything feels unusual anyway.

Shabbat is over and Jerusalem is awake again. But it's getting late, so everything's winding down. Everything will be open & alive tomorrow, but that's when I'm leaving. I don't want to leave, but I have to. I've loved every minute in this country, but I have a life at home. The people here have been welcoming & friendly, but they're not my people. My people are in China, of all places. Life follows its own path.

I'm really going to miss this city. It's been good to me and it really is a magical place. I've always heard people say great things about Jerusalem, but I just thought it was some old historic city in the desert. It's not actually in any desert and it's a million times more than some old ruin.

My flight leaves late tomorrow, so I'll have plenty of time to look around and say goodbye to this beautiful city.

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