My made-in-China watchband suddenly popped a few weeks ago.
Lucky that I caught the watch before it could fall to the street.
I wondered where it could be fixed.
This week, as if by miracle, the person I was walking with through the Old City stepped into a leather goods shop in the Moslem Quarter.
Many leather bags and shoes are sold in the Old City; I think much of the merchandise comes from Hebron, long famous for leather tanning.
I saw the special sewing machine and fished the watch out of my pocket.
The young man kindly accepted the challenge of sewing the narrow little watchband.
He did a great job and I was so happy to have my watch back on my wrist.
And happy that such places and working people still exist!
(That's a little corner of my world for Our World Tuesday.)