There is this amazing thing called BYU Arabic Club, and tonight there was a little Arab Festival. We ate pita, hummus, baklava, and falafel. We danced, and talked to people from Jerusalem. We talked about those times we ran into the city to get a falafel, and barely made it back in time for class. We talked about those times we were so full of delicious food, but our friends kept putting food on our plate. We talked about those times we barely made it back to the center for a field trip, and all the friends we made. Tonight, we felt like we were back in Jerusalem, and couldn't be happier.
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