After work and in the evening, I went for a walk in Ramallah town, which was coming to life after the evening prayers. There was dark and chill wind and a crescent moon in a cloudless sky.
Ramallah, unfortunately looks poor and bears the marks of the current difficult times. I got brave and went into a coffee shop, old style…. men only. There was coffee in glasses, cards, shesh-besh and arghila, the water pipes. I took a pipe and a coffee. The men were friendly and wanted to talk. A good coffee in the warm and a traditional atmosphere. I got more adventurous and I brought some bread and fruit on the way home, using the basic words that are now coming back to me.
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