On Monday we went to the Anu Museum again. This time we saw the October 7th exhibit and talked about where we all were when we found out about the war. In the exhibit, there was a video that played over and over with photographs from October 7th and the aftermath. There were photographs of soldiers comforting each other, destroyed homes and buildings, and other indescribable images of grief and pain. I sat with our group as we watched the video play picture after picture, song after song, feeling intense emotions that felt both familiar and new to me. No matter how long I sat there, I felt frozen and could not look away. It felt like I was watching people I knew. In fact, at times I found myself looking for familiar faces in the pictures. It felt so surreal, like it was from a movie. After the video, things felt so clear to me. Like everyone on the trip is feeling and thinking the exact same things. The same sadness, anger, confusion, and pride.