Sunday, March 23, 2003

On my way out

I am practically out the door, heading for Israel via Istanbul. I know this seems like the wrong time to be going, but a host of family and academic business brings me there. I also think that in times like these, showing support might just be a good thing. The people in my building in Jerusalem still remember me as the person who came during the gulf war. I guess this will be done a second time.