Playing in our new backyard.

In an effort to clear the mind and explore new territory, we ventured into one of the 726548724 hiking trails around Tzur Hadassah in the Judean Hills this afternoon. It was a small park leading into the 'backyard' of a tiny yishuv called Nes Harim, which itself offers a cafe, horse back riding, a winery... Continue Reading →

Blood and books: an inevitable mix?

Merkaz HaRav, the yeshiva chosen by the Arab gunman for last night's massacre, is a flagship yeshiva that stands at the heart of the Religious Zionist movement and should not be confused with the extreme anti-Israel strain of yeshiva population. One Merkaz HaRav student shot the gunman twice in the head with a pistol he... Continue Reading →

A different kind of commute.

Driving home through the shtachim (territories) from Jerusalem tonight was an eerie experience. Usually I like to look out at the hills, or notice the lights, or, in daylight, watch the Arab residents traveling along the highway, in 'their' cabs, with 'their' license plates. I like to imagine sometimes the only reason we don't mingle... Continue Reading →

Living it up (culturally) in Tzur Hadassah.

I got a fun little pamphlet in my cute little p.o. box: Cultural activities for adults, families and children. It's got a whole bunch of activities planned for residents of Tzur Hadassah over the next month. Since a few people have contacted me interested about moving here, I thought I'd post some of them to... Continue Reading →

Ignorance is momentary bliss.

There's only so much I can ignore the news here when things take a turn for terrible. At a certain point, it smacks you in the face and then maybe you're tearing up at your desk with the paper on-screen or you're cringing at the hourly news on your way home. I'm not at that... Continue Reading →

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