Last night I went to Ramallah in anticipation of watching the US election results with some Palestinian-Americans.
Whilst I was in all innocence making shift with US election-themed decorations, my bosom friend (BF) (see all previous posts, but particularly here, here, and here) was being denied re-entry to the West Bank at the Allenby/Malik Hussein crossing, along with two other coursemates. No reason was given.
We don’t yet know if the three of them will be able to continue their studies. Although I got my visa, it seems I was incredibly fortunate (slash non-Muslim), and their passports have that terrible stamp. Although optimism hasn’t died… I may still ask you all to make dua, as they say.
I didn’t sleep much because I was watching election coverage, and I’m pushing myself through a miserable day with lots of coffee and hugs and movie skype dates.