Alternative Lodging
My first day off since arriving in Jerusalem/Bethlehem April
16 was May 4. My EA experience here has
included many happenings outside my comfort zone. The activities of my first day off
continued the stretch. I had found the
information about alternative tours and lodging on the web.
I took the bus to Jerusalem, found a taxi driver willing to
call the family where I would be staying and willing to bring me to the
location.
Because of the rules of the occupation, a couple of the
first drivers I asked were unwilling to take me.
The location of the Mashni family home is in Shu’fat, East
Jerusalem. You can download wonderful
maps from United Nations Office for the Coordination of Humanitarian Affairs to
track my travels.
I enjoyed the yard and flowers. Seeing the care given to the flowers reminded me of my mother's garden in Muskegon, MI.
When I arrived, a “guard cat” was on duty at the top of the
stairs.
Once inside this shaded screened
in porch and while drinking tea, we began conversations to get to know each
other. The parents in this family are
both teachers and both their grown daughters are employed. The daughters still live at home as is
traditional in Muslim families.
I would love to be able to copy the decor of their coffee, and side tables. Like me, this family identifies themselves as avid readers and it shows in their choice of tables.
More conversations and then together we ate wonderful dinner of
traditional Palestinian food. The main
dish was Maqluba. If I have it correct, its meaning is upside down and refers
to the process of serving.
The family
carefully explained the rest of the food.
After dinner, we gathered in a back room and continued out conversation. The tradition of this family is to gather
here and have after dinner coffee.
The froth is very important!
Sorry about how bad my hair looks, call it my new sun hat hair style.
Breakfast eggs toast and the trimmings were delicious. I found a new favorite food, Labaneth. It is a white cheese spread with just the right
amount of pepper pieces in it.
After breakfast and back on the screened porch, more
dialogue on religion and the political realities in the area.
Upon leaving, I walked about two blocks, found the bus stop and
rode back to Jerusalem near the old city where I had started my journey to the
home stay.