The images of my trip to Dubai and Abu Dhabi flash before me with such rapidity that I try and capture them in writing with the same alacrity.
There is the image of me, an Orthodox Jew, walking with my wife and children through Dubai’s streets with our yarmulkes and tzitzit as if we're on the streets of Los Angeles or New York, walking through a Muslim Arab country that is both modern and devout. No one says a word except for perhaps words of greetings as they welcome us in Hebrew. At no time did we feel anything other than safe.There is the image of the president of the Jewish community and its principal founder, my former student at Oxford Ross Kriel, praying alongside me the Mincha afternoon prayer in the shadow of the Abu Dhabi Grand Mosque after a visit to one of the most magnificent Muslim edifices on earth, where we were welcome as esteemed fellow sons of Abraham. There is the image of Gil, who owns the excellent TLV kosher restaurant, saying kaddish for his mother at a new minyan established by him and Ross with the government’s blessing.There is the image of Elazar Cohen, the head of the Israel Pavilion at Dubai Expo 2020, organizing the most moving ceremony, filled with Jewish and Arab dignitaries, to the six million on International Holocaust Remembrance Day and one of the first commemorations to take place in a Muslim and Arab land.