Today was another work and hotel day. The highlight was meeting up with another colleague who I’d worked with in LA on a previous project. We had lunch in the dairy canteen. I liked the look of some kind of strangely shaped cheese toasty, but the chef vehemently recommended I have pizza instead, and he cooked me up a very tasty mediterranean pizza.
My colleague is a volunteer in an anti-terror force. He openly carries a handgun at work which is only remarkable because of the fuss some of my British colleagues make about it when they see people doing this for the first time. I think many British people think that if you have a gun you might randomly shoot someone in some kind of uncontrollable spasm. Eric Raymond has some insight on that front.
Over lunch we chatted about current events as one does. It turns out we read many of the same blogs, and we compared notes about the way the media is reporting the conflict. He put me on to a website comparing IDF women with Hezbollah women. I’ll get in trouble for saying so, but there’s something about a cute girl holding a big rifle…
He told me that he’s a volunteer medic and spent the weekend up north working in an ambulance crew. Although luckily no-one was hurt and they didn’t need to go on any calls, it was still pretty scary, and he saw a rocket land not far from where he was near an ambulance station.
I worked late and ate at work. Again the dairy food was good: some kind of vegetable pie type thing. The dairy food is always better than I expect.
More Jerusalem Travel: previous day; next day (exploring the city); first day.