For our birthday celebration, we had lunch at Cassis in Jaffa.  It felt just a bit strange – fasting for Muslims, feasting for Jews.  And who wants to celebrate. Bombs falling in the north, we’re bombing in the UN, there’s no money for explaning our situation to the world, and there’s almost nothing to celebrate.

But there’s the beach, the sea bass we can share, and another birthday we’ve reached (my friend and me).  Okay, she’s limping, and could use a bit of skin therapy, and I could as well, but we’re still here and can enjoy ourselves on the beach.  Pretty cool.