Just one week after leaving Jerusalem, I received the shocking news that eight students were killed not far from our hotel. Violent attacks in Jerusalem had become relatively infrequent but with mounting tensions in Gaza, some form of reprisal by the most violent Palestinian faction was inevitable.
I'm in Cairo, Egypt at the moment, about to board a plane for home. Internet access was spotty throughout my time in the Middle East which is why I didn't post more frequently. I have many stories to tell, mostly gratifying tales of a world which I will now see through slightly different eyes, a world in which differences begin to diminish as common ground grows. A world based on the power of simple human connections.
How naive such talk sounds in the wake of eight dead in Jerusalem. Yet I think back to discussions I had with real Palestinians, people who inspired my optimism about the possibilities for a brighter tomorrow, and can't help but think that our biggest obstacle is an inability to identify the terrorists among us, all over the world.
Time to board our plane. I wish you all peace.
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