Friends!

We began our journey today by heading to the church that commemorates the account of the 10 Lepers, 9 who were from Israel and 1 from the despised land of Samaria.  We spent time reflecting on how it would feel to be a leper or one like a leper who was cut off from others.

We experiences a strong spiritual challenge by a group of Christian leaders to join them - to get our hands "dirty" by standing with the "forgotten brothers and sisters" of the Holy Land.  It is as if they have become Samaritans or Lepers to many in North America.

Yeah, food is a common occurrence here and the feast served up at the Ali Babba Restaurant (really, no kidding that's the name) was phenomenal!

Probably the highlight for most was the chance to meet some new friends, to see the smiles of children and to get soundly defeated in Soccer by a group of players that were shorter and less in number!