Vacation!
SUCH a busy weekend. Jonathan and I went down to Holon to hang out with my dad, Shula, and Doron, and it turns out my cousins from Germany were there too. One of the best things about going to my father's house is a well-stocked fridge - why is that Jonathan and I never have food in our fridge, and he has cabinets and extra cabinets full of boxed things, and refrigerator shelves *and* drawers all full of perishables?? We were talking about it and we've come up with a theory: kids. Once you have a family and you have to make them good food, you get in the habit of going shopping regularly. Unlike Jonathan and my current almost-bachelor pad. Sigh.
Friday I met Deborah (a med student through Tel Aviv University) for lunch in the heart of Tel Aviv proper. We went to Dizengoff Square, which used to be a main street 20 years ago, and is now an artsy area. They had a full-on Hanukkah fair going, with a woman dressed up as a dreidel, men and women dressed like angels in white (complete with wings) singing, mimes, fire-blowers, and Hanukkah music blasting from loudspeakers. Two people dressed in blue jumpsuits were supervising this fabulous kid activity - they were harnessed, hooked up to a rope that hung over a tall tree, then they were lifted up in the air and swung from one tree to another. On either side of the fair was a secondhand market (think swap meet). Deborah got a few English books and I was tempted to get some funky costume jewelry, but I held off.
After the fair we walked along the street people-watching. Tel Aviv is the opposite of Jerusalem - there were people in skimpy clothes, teens with mohawks, trendy gay men in fishnets, Arabs with traditional wraps, old women carrying their groceries home, and fast scooters cutting people off in the intersections. It's truly variety, not just religious variety like back here. We went to a fabulous deli, and after we ate were overwhelmed by the many frosting colors on the sufganyot! We were going to get some but didn't want to bother waiting in line. I hopped on one of the last buses before Shabbat came in and the busses stopped running, and made it home at 4:30 just as everything was closing up. Yay for a peaceful Shabbat.
Friday I met Deborah (a med student through Tel Aviv University) for lunch in the heart of Tel Aviv proper. We went to Dizengoff Square, which used to be a main street 20 years ago, and is now an artsy area. They had a full-on Hanukkah fair going, with a woman dressed up as a dreidel, men and women dressed like angels in white (complete with wings) singing, mimes, fire-blowers, and Hanukkah music blasting from loudspeakers. Two people dressed in blue jumpsuits were supervising this fabulous kid activity - they were harnessed, hooked up to a rope that hung over a tall tree, then they were lifted up in the air and swung from one tree to another. On either side of the fair was a secondhand market (think swap meet). Deborah got a few English books and I was tempted to get some funky costume jewelry, but I held off.
After the fair we walked along the street people-watching. Tel Aviv is the opposite of Jerusalem - there were people in skimpy clothes, teens with mohawks, trendy gay men in fishnets, Arabs with traditional wraps, old women carrying their groceries home, and fast scooters cutting people off in the intersections. It's truly variety, not just religious variety like back here. We went to a fabulous deli, and after we ate were overwhelmed by the many frosting colors on the sufganyot! We were going to get some but didn't want to bother waiting in line. I hopped on one of the last buses before Shabbat came in and the busses stopped running, and made it home at 4:30 just as everything was closing up. Yay for a peaceful Shabbat.
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