I spent much of my early
twenties traveling throughout The Middle East and India.
I lost track of time
gazing at an ancient copy of Homer’s Iliad at a museum in
Cairo. I remember sleeping through a freezing cold night on Mt. Sinai and
awakening to a brilliant sunrise over the Arabian Peninsula. I climbed the
pyramids in Egypt and protested the Israeli occupation of the West Bank with
Arab and Jewish women peace activists. For a year, I studied in
Jerusalem.

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