Doug C. points me to this article in the NYT about the coincidence of Rosh Hashana and Ramadan this year creating an unusual mix of Jewish and Muslim devotion in the Holy Land:
The result has been a kind of monotheistic traffic jam in September along the paths of the tiny walled Old City, especially as dawn approaches each day. The Muslims and Jews walk past one another, often intersecting just at the Via Dolorosa of Christian sanctity, as they hurry to their separate prayer sessions: the Muslims above at the Dome of the Rock, the Jews just below at the Western Wall.
It would be wrong to call these tense encounters, because there are essentially no encounters at all. Words are not exchanged. Religious women in both groups — head, arms and legs covered in subtly distinct fashion — look past one another as if they took no notice. Like parallel universes with different names for every place and moment they both claim as their own, the groups pass in the night. (source)
I have never been to Jerusalem, but it's high on my list of places to go. I'd love to spend some time at St. George's College studying. Sigh. Someday...
-t
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