And then the kids playing football managed to lose the ball over the high fence that separates the yard from the street, and I went over and threw it over the fence - I wasn't sure I could throw that far. They were happy that I threw the ball back to them.
Then I came inside, turned on the air-conditioning (thank goodness my landlady installed it a couple of weeks ago, it's really hot now), and then I started hearing loud music. I went outside to investigate, and saw that there was a big party in the front of one of the apartment houses across the street. They were throwing a henna party (pronounced hina in Hebrew) - a party for the bride before the wedding. Lots of dancing, women ululating, and general happiness. Much appreciated after a hard day.
|Hands with henna.|