Kibbutz place

This is my fourth visit to my friend's kibbutz, and about time to write about the place.

First off, the kibbutz is situated into a city which is on a huge hill, and overlooking Nazareth. Most of us know Nazareth as the place where Mary had her home, Jesus developed his trade, and so on. Driving to this kibbutz, then, involves passing through Nazareth (presently a religiously mixed Arab city) and winding upwards from there. Even once at the top of this high hill above Nazareth, the kibbutz is situated well above street level.

The kibbutz's main entrance has an electronic keypad, but that is about the highest-tech thing around. There are somewhat dusty libraries and simple guest rooms, laundry facilities at the end of halls and family's private apartments, big common kitchens and normal meeting rooms.

The foyer areas are huge, and on different floors feel completely different. One features lots of empty space lit by flourescents, just somewhere to Prasad through. Another looks like a playground by day and toy cemetery by night...the bicycle helmet laying alone and upside down is a testament to both.

My favorite activity when staying over here, aside from hanging out with my friend, is picking at the extensive bookshelves around. There are books (in English and Hebrew) on socialism, racism, soccer, and passion, to name just a few. I miss having this kind of access to such a wide breath of info. Also because the people here take a critical look at the world, including the Arab/Palestinian question, I especially like the book selection on that topic. Here is a picture of one such shelf