To de-stress and get in-touch with why I'm here I like to go for walks. During Ramadan it's especially amazing because at around 3pm everyone's inside resting and the streets are fairly silent.
So I'm walking... quicker than normal so I can actually get some exercise and then suddenly some teenage guys decide to get my attention by pretending that they're going to hit me. I should have gone to their home.... they pulled into a drive right there... but somehow a crying foreign girl who doesn't have the words to say "your sons pretended that they were going to hit me" would probably not convince their parents to serve them any sort of punishment.
So I kept walking, tears drying from the August sun and breeze... looking at the beautiful landscape that I have so many times admired... this time full of a deep green and nearly ripened pomegranates and apple trees weighed down with fruit. The flowers colorfully climbing up to the sky and a window that doesn't seem to belong to the house it's attached to... it's gorgeous....
And just when I'm nearly home, there's a wild dog right beside me barking at me
Thanks, Jordan...
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