I am in here.
I actually found a hotel with one room left within walking distance of the house of one set of friends who live in the Baka neighborhood. Was picked up just before it was officially Erev Shabbat and whisked away to Ein Kerem for dinner with a second bunch of friends. Ein Kerem is the small … Continue reading Shabbat in Yerushalayim
My mother had not appeared to me in my dreams since her death, until this morning, during the very last dream I had before Chaya came to wake me. She and I were sitting chatting at a table, possibly drinking tea. We were having an ordinary conversation, about nothing I can remember. Then, she pointed … Continue reading last dream
C came home and we watched a segment of Sex and the City on Fluffy the Laptop, and now it’s time to drift off to sleep. If the small but constant traffic noise of our little corner of Yafo allows me to do so. It seems that even over here, in a completely different culture, … Continue reading sort of late
Made it to Yafo. And I live in a house like a regular Israeli. Cool, hunh? I live through an extremely bumpy four-hour flight to TLV from Barcelona. Do you know that there’s a special Hebrew prayer to say when there is air turbulence? Well, there is, and the nice Hasid sitting next to me … Continue reading Yafo.
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