Ana maskeen.

I don't know why, but all my latest entries are about Arabs. I met this old man in Jerusalem during my dad's visit. I wanted to take his picture, but he looked so miserable, that I had an urge to pay him for it. I gestured to him, as if to ask for permission, but he remained motionless. I took this pic and slipped some small change into his hand. The man looked at the money and said "kamaan" (more). Sure, no problem, I gave him some more change. "Ana maskeen" (I am poor/miserable), he says. I had nothing else in my vocabulary than "salamtak" (may you be healthy)...

( the old man )

Street jazz in Prague.

I've been searching high and low for info about this cute Dixieland band in Prague (the one that plays on Carl's bridge) but in vain. Nobody seems to know their name, not even in prague. They are simply amazing. Here's a short video I took while listening to them play. Notice the washboard dude going at it :)