I love the people here.
For instance, just now, I went to the bathroom. I washed my hands. There was soap! I should have known, this meant something else would go wrong... yep, soap, but the hand dryer didn't work. So I sighed, and wiped my hands on my jeans, like most every time. ( Bathrooms here have very different... (low) standards...) But the girl who was standing there fixing her hijab, stops me, gets in her purse and hands me a tissue to dry my hands. How sweet!
Stuff like this happens all the time. Random acts of kindness. The force feeding is really just them loving you.
Or yesterday, driving back from Israel. Our taxi driver stopped for gas, and came back from paying with a juice for all 4 of us girls in the car. For free. Just bc it was a long drive and dusty and he was nice.
There are things that really annoy me. Like shabab (guys) yelling harassments of "I love you or I miss you or pretty girls" consistently. But so much more, you get the good stuff. And its great.
Like our whole time in Israel/Palestine. We made friends like every 10 minutes. Seriously. And its got many reasons, sure. And there are people who are not my friend as well. But there is just something you have to experience and appreciate about the people.
And I love it.
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