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I don't really know if anything interesting has happened lately so that's why i don't have a name for this blog. Yesterday I went to the Arab market in the old city, which we're not actually supposed to go to, but we did anyway, which was fun, but i now i think i've come to the conclusion that once you've been to once arab market you've been to them all. Then in the evening i went back to the old city, this time the jewish part, to the western wall where there were about a million people praying, most of them with black hats and peyot (the sideburns), and basically there's this man there who sets people up with really orthodox, as in with peyot, families for friday night dinner. So me, alan, adam and lee got set up with this family along with a hungarian guy and a south african. The family had 5 kids all under the age of about 9, who were all really cute but mental. The family said it was about a half an hour walk to their house but it was actually over an hour, and we had to walk through the arab market again and their house i think was in an arab neighbourhood of jerusalem. They lived in a small flat, and they didn't have a table and only a couple of chairs, i think this was because they'd spent the last year in russia and had only just returned to israel. So there were loads of us in their small flat, including 2 more people who the wife had randomly picked up on the way. The family was really nice but a bit mental, they kept on telling us this jewish stories with morals and we sang loads of songs, and the wife looked like she was in ecstacy as she sang, and they brought out the food really slowly, so we didn't finish eating till 12.30. It was all very strange but they were really really nice.