|Making peace after a near trampling|
About half a block up from our hotel is a small park. Jane went running through it one day, and saw a number of horses and donkeys being offered for rides. While a few adults supervised, most of the work was done by youngsters, beginning at about age five.
|Jane going for a ride|
|Anybody for a ride? (Jane photo)|
Meanwhile, another member of our group, Tim B., also had an encounter with children and their animals. In fact, he is the one that coined the term "Donkeytown" for that area of the park. While he was sitting on a rock, observing the horses and the children, the youngest of them started riding the smallest donkey. Unfortunately, the animal was still a bit much to control. The child had a small green hose to urge the donkey on, but was unable to reach its haunches, so it hit the donkey around the face crying, "Yallah", the Arabic word for "let's go."
|Still learning to steer (Jane photo)|
Tim also noted that the animals, who didn't seem to be in the best of shape, got water to drink from the park's drinking fountains after the children took their drinks.
|Tim recuperating in the Dead Sea after donkey collisions (Greene photo)|