We were walking through the Museum of the Jewish People situated within Tel Aviv University when I heard the song “Like a Rolling Stone” by Bob Dylan. At first I thought, “Hey, that’s pretty cool that they are playing some American classics.” Then it occurred to me that Bob Dylan is a Jewish Musician, a good one at least. 🙂
The museum had a whole exhibition room dedicated to the complex artist and his art of music, poetry and commentaries. Pretty interesting.
Winters are somewhat brutal here in Beit Jala / Bethlehem since the temperature inside the house isn’t much better than outside (no central heat). On the brighter side, however, the seasonal clouds roll in, which translates to gorgeous sunrises and sunsets. Here’s a view from our bedroom window this morning, overlooking Bethlehem.
Black Fridays and Cyber Mondays are a distant past. 🙂
When “running from Bethlehem to Jericho” is googled, nothing comes up. A fellow teacher, Brian, and I decide to change that.
We trained for a marathon that took place last week. Things came up and we couldn’t make it. We didn’t want to ‘waste’ our training, so we decide to run from one biblically well known city to another.
I took off 3:10 in the morning; Brian, a bit after 5. Our plan was to finish around the same time. The hills were challenging in the beginning, but it got much easier after hitting the freeway, around the 1/2 way mark, since it was pretty much downhill, towards the Dead Sea below the sea level.
It took me 7 hours and 14 minutes to get to the town square. Brian was not too far behind me. I felt ecstatic, especially for Brian. He skipped a marathon and jumped right into an ultra!
50 km non-stop. It’s pretty crazy. I hope this page comes up on google when “running from Bethlehem to Jericho” is typed soon. It just might be the only one!
We tackled the same trail as the last week’s long run, but a bit farther. The hills seemed to have grown steeper, however. That’s the ONLY explanation why my pace was so slow! 🙂
I often recite this poem by Mark Strand when I feel tired, close to the end. I have my own reasons for running. What is yours?
A dog shelter in Palestine? No such thing, especially since most Arabs do not like dogs for one reason or another.
That’s what I thought, until today, when we ran across a place while slightly lost. It’s the first and the only dog shelter in the whole country. It is an amazingly clean joint, with dogs well taken care of.
Their FB page: