Well, a week goes by without a blog update: symptomatic of my general malaise. It's been a long summer, and I just haven't had the get-up-and-go recently. Here are some notes:
The weather has been in the mid-30s for the last few days, and is forecasted to continue this week. When it's this hot, even sitting inside offers no relief, and it can be difficult getting to sleep at night.
Re: the dead dog at the bottom of the pit. The day after I wrote that post, I noticed someone/thing had set fire to the carcass. Then a few days later, it was gone. All that remained was the black ashen outline. Closer inspection revealed the now burnt dead dog had been moved (goodness knows by who or why) about 10 meters to the left, where it currently remains.
I went to a wedding this weekend, where Naser Faris, an apparently famous singer had been hired for the night at a cost of 15000 shekels (roughly 4000 US dollars or 2000 pounds). He belted out Dubke songs for 6 hours (which is a kind of personal hell for me) and then at 3 am we all went inside for 'late dinner'. Inside the one room of the father of the groom's castle of a house that we went into, there was a swimming pool, pool table, and fitness machine. Apparently the man has friends in the PA. Surprise, surprise. I wonder what percentage of the population earn 15000 shekels a year (or less) here?
It's going to be a long, hard season for the Boro!
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and i wonder how many people have the privilege of attending parties for which the entertainment cost 15000 shekels. what are the links of social connections that took u there?
i hope the food was good!
~K'th
Although it's a 'party', potlatch might be a better description. Everyone in the village, as well as several families from other villages that the groom's father knew, were invited. They were treated to everything, from the entertainment to the constant coffee, soft drinks and baclava to the 'late dinner'. It's definitely an opportunity to show how rich and generous you are.
p.s. I knew the groom.
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