This morning I took you for a walk in my village. The sun came out, and almost no one in the street. We talked about how the last time I was much more critical about the architecture here, maybe the sun, or the longer time with you now made me more open, relaxed. Then we crossed the barrier and continued outside to the field and walked around the village, in nature, I told you about my Saturday trips in the mountain near my home when I was a child. You said you’re happy we went there, outside the paved roads. We were like two children. There was also silence, no need to fill all space with words, especially on a day like this. Later you came with me to the city, to the market. First we just walked around, looking at the people, we didn’t even feel like carrying bags. You were so sweet when you helped this lady that almost fell, I felt embarrassed that your instincts were better than mine but also very proud of you. I still don’t know what those leaves were, but I was happy to tell you about the rest of the things there. People didn’t really notice us, even though we look quite different, so I thought. I guess it was very exotic for you, how do you see me now? Different? Start to know me better a bit? On the way back in the car, you were looking at me when I was speaking with Raf on the phone, I laughed so hard, were you curious what made me so happy and animated? You haven’t seen me like this, it sounds different in Hebrew, doesn't it? Later I cooked for us, maybe it wasn’t very sophisticated, but I like it simple. Anyway, it’s very fresh and natural, not like some of the shit you eat sometimes. I’m happy you liked these spicy leaves, did you also like the color of the plate with the rice, beetroot and green leaves?