Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Sometimes you'll be sitting at a charming cafe in Jerusalem with a fat wifi connection and a way too stylish bathroom enjoying your delicious glass of Leffe and the people sitting behind you can not stop talking about Iraq and the war and Hamas and so on and so forth. Then you turn around and realize they are diplomats. And journalists. And that this country is the intersection of all the corners of the universe and everyone cares about the minute details of every event here. And everyone has an opinion. And they are always talking. Sometimes it really hits home.