The second week here has been more of the same. You hear “more of the same” and you might think “boring” or “uneventful.” But if you read the first part of this series, you would know that I mean the week has been full of special moments with friends and family, warm hugs, happy holidays and delicious food. And cats.
Israel is a unique country. Some call it the holy land. Some call it the land of milk and honey. To me; it is home to family. Every time we travel back to his parents house; I take note of the scenery. The twisty roads through the mountains carry us to the “mushav” (neighborhood) where my inlaws live, past small towns and other mushavs tucked away in the valleys. The tall palm trees in between the houses here stick up like daisies in a sea of wildflowers. The homes are made of stone, some towering over the trees, others tucked away behind stone walls and brush. The streets are lined with small European style parked cars, children riding their electronic bicycles and dogs that are free to roam through the mushav.
Roey and I talk a lot about the political and social situation here; one that interests me very much, but I won’t get into it during this blog post. I will say that I feel safe here. The security is ample and the people here (on both sides of the issue) are peaceful. When I think about the odd and often hard to understand problems Israel faces as a nation, I can’t help but turn my focus towards my own country, one who is also dealing with it’s own craziness: political malfeasance, weak institutions, poorly funded education systems, and an ever growing poverty and gender gap as well as various other social ailments.
This week we have traveled to Tel Aviv to see the Ocean. The sky was clear and blue with a warm sun and a plentiful breeze. The fish.. the fish bite. Tiny tiny little mouths full of teeth surrounded my weathered feet to offer me a pedicure. I can’t say it was enjoyable.. but it was different for sure. We started a lovely evening in Ein Karem dining on a terrace while watching the sun set between the mountains carved by ancient stone walls. We continued to Jerusalem for Roey to jam with his friends at a local pub, Mike's Place. Before playing we sat outside while one friend after another joined our table to see Roey back from the states after many years.
This show had to be one of the best ones I have seen. Elad, Gershon, Barac and Roey really have chemistry. The crowd was vibrant and they played with an encore just past 2am. Please take the time to watch a bit of the video on Roey's youtube channel by clicking here. Afterwards we sat outside talking with his friends until 4 or so and I was so amazed by the large crowds of young people that filled the streets. Many of them are local and many were traveling from abroad for their birthright (a non-for-profit sponsored ten day trip for young Jewish adults to visit the homeland). Yawning abound, we made our way back up the mountains to crawl into bed at 5am.
Elroy and Dov have been adjusting well here though Elroy often wakes up at odd hours which has been a little bit stressful for us. Thankfully his parents and his sister Meirav are here to watch them so Roey and I can take naps and play catch up on much needed sleep.
Though sad to think about, we only have 4 more days here. I do miss home (especially our furry friends) and I hope we get to visit again very soon. Thank you Ilana and Raul (Roey’s parents) for being such beacons of light in our life---we couldn’t have made this trip without you.
Enjoy the rest of the images. Until next time. ~S