Magic Jewball

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And now a report from six hours in the future

Filed under : Travel
On October 3, 2007
At 9:30 am
Comments : 8

Hey, I’m home! No, not in NY, silly. In Jerusalem. That is, I’m in my family’s apartment in the Katamon section at the end of a narrow little cul-de-sac that the sherut drivers can never negotiate. A sherut is kind of like a shared taxi, a bit like Super Shuttle, and so I got in at like 5am as I was close to the last one dropped off. But it’s fun to abandon hotel living and give an address authoritatively, like “this street off of this street, no not there, od, od, po” (further, further, here). Yes, I did not get lost today.

However, other problems exist such as finding the grocery store closed at 2pm because tonight is a Jewish holiday. Somehow that never happens at the A&P. “Sagur!” the guy yelled at me through the closed sliding doors. Closed! Well, happy holiday to you too. I had to go to the bodega which is called a makolet here and they didn’t have my favorite brand of hummus to go with my fresh bakery pita and no large size of mint lemonade. D’oh! I was so dismayed I almost gave the storekeeper a 2-euro coin instead of the 10-shekel one. Must sort out my wallet.

Tomorrow the holiday goes on and then it’s another half day in Jerusalem before taking the bus to my cousins in Hashmonaim which is helpfully midway between here and the airport in Tel Aviv. Did I mention my flight was at 6am? What a perfect time for a Kosher Big Mac at the airport Mickey D’s. Then just a billion hours later I’ll be back in my own bed. Unless that thrombosis thing you get on long-haul airplane flights kills me first.

 

8 Comments for this post

 
Pious B says

I’m gonna stop reading now because I’m jealous. But not about the deep vein thrombosis. Miss you in Manhattan!

 
Esther says

Rumor has it that Manhattan itself is going to be drinking itself into oblivion this Wednesday night through Shabbat, all to try to cope with your absence.

Chag sameach and give my regards to both the limonana and the freshly baked pita.

 
NoShowMo says

Good holidays, and safe travels.

 
Maureen says

What’s that you say? Isn’t it 3am here on the east coast of the united states of Amurrica? Why yes, yes it is. Friends with fun blogs to read are my saving grace when I have insomnia.

I hope you’re having a wonderful visit with your family. I’d really like to know what a Kosher Big Mac entails. :)

 
Becca says

I miss you too, Pi! We’ll have to go together next time.

Will do, Esther! Hope the UWS parties are festive. It does seem bizarre to have this all over in a day, I have to say.

Thanks for the good wishes, Nosh!

Hope your toof is better, Maureen. And it entails a burger from a Kosherly slaughtered cow and no cheese or dairy. I know, it’s hard to believe McD’s burgers come from cows.

 
KP says

two words: ankle pumps

 
Chelle says

Wow, pita and no hummus. You must be devastated!
I hope you have a safe trip home. We have missed you :)

 
Becca says

That went right over my head, KP. Of course, I haven’t slept in 27 hours.

No, no, Chelle. Every store has a hundred kinds of hummus, this one just didn’t have my particular favorite. But not to worry, I got another, perfectly acceptable kind. And thanks! I’ve missed y’all too.