One more note about Jerusalem night life

I'm in a chair now, but the computer is on an elevated desk so I'm awkwardly craning my neck.

Last Friday and Saturday nights we went out in Jerusalem, and ended up in the same night club, called "Laila" (pronounced lie-lah, as in the Hebrew word for night). It was cool. They played only American hip hop, which was nice, though Israelis don't grind. We were dancing, a bunch of North American guys and girls, when all of a sudden a massive black man starts grinding with one of the girls (here Israeli life mimicked the US as us little Jews could not compete on the dance floor). He was huge, and you could tell by his size and features that he was clearly not Ethiopian. Sure enough, he later came to talk to all of us. He was an incredibly nice guy, an American going for his PhD at UC-Irvine and doing collaborative work at Hebrew U for a year. He said he tried to stay out of politics and pay attention to his work, and that he liked life in Israel but was unable to make close friends like he had back home.