On the third day of the camp, we were visiting different places in Bethlehem, and were blessed enough to have a Catholic Palestinian restaurant owner take us in and feed us really, really well, as a gift. Beyond his charity and delicious food, the scene is too good to make up, so allow me to explain:
I am from Ohio, and am volunteering with 4 Catholic college students from Texas. We are helping out an Irish priest, and the director is a Palestinian born in Jerusalem, but with a British accent from his time at a British university. There are 12 Palestinian Catholic boys attending the camp, as well as 1 Irish boy and 1 Argentinian boy. We were eating in a Catholic-owned restaurant in Bethlehem, and the music that was playing... was mariachi. We are still not certain if they put that on because of the Texans, or if there was some sort of divine sense of irony at work today.
Nothing out of the ordinary at all.
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