I am in here.
The shouk this morning in Jaffa, and all the stuff it had out for sale: several top halves of mannequins huge copper pots, pre-tarnished for your convenience damp, mildewy looking rugs stacked like a cord of wood third-hand furniture, in the same condition but unstacked hubbly-bubblies swarm upon swarm of cats, who seem to travel … Continue reading Jaffa List
No, I didn’t get new earrings in tonight’s venture into downtown Tel Aviv. I am getting rather sentimental about the ones I have in now. Remember when I got the new piercing? Those earrings are still in there. Never been removed. I’m not sure I know how to do it. Ear piercing isn’t for wimps. … Continue reading Earrings and Tel Aviv
[Sorry about the lack of posts. On Monday, the DSL in this area died. It came back the next day, but our wireless router was still dead. All fixed now!] So you know you’re really in Jaffa when you stand in an overheated little kitchen off of a pigeon-shit-bespattered courtyard, slopping dishwater on the tiles … Continue reading Jaffa, life therein.
It is the evening of the morning in which many people were blown up just ten minutes’ drive from where I am living in Yafo, right next to Tel Aviv, and at least one killed. Everyone else in the blogosphere, and in the journalistic world in general, is writing about it. Ten minutes away, and … Continue reading It is the evening of the day.
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