Gasoline is a privilege.

Felt lucky as a I pumped my car with gas last night, with no wait, no lines, no odd-even rationing, and any gas station to choose from. The petrol shortage in New York and New Jersey following Hurricane Sandy is making me consider how it's probably our future anyway if we don't collectively do something... Continue Reading →

Nu, call already!

Saw this on my way in from the parking garage at Jerusalem's Technology Park. G-g-ghosts? In Malcha? Really, really hoping it's a company car.

Still got it though.

This morning, my husband dropped me off in front of my office and right before I opened the door to the car, I give him a quick kiss as is the morning routine. After we do this, I usually automatically peek around to see if anyone walking outside happened to see; maybe its modesty or... Continue Reading →

Good old fashioned Friday fun.

There are 87658345 reasons why it's awesome to have a car, and today exemplified reason #5374, which is, freedom. Today we ventured to neighboring Gush Etzion, where Rosh Tzurim (next to Alon Shvut) was hosting the annual cherry picking festival - פסטיבל דובדבנים 2008 בגוש עציון. We were going mainly for that reason, but the... Continue Reading →

Lizrael, princess of the rood.

My commute has become significantly more interesting. Not much longer, thankfully, but definitely more interesting. It now involves driving through a few kilometers of the West Bank; I can hear some of you cursing me out while some of you are cheering me on. I'll choose to ignore both reactions for now. I don't think... Continue Reading →

Danger ahead: Israelis with car.

On Thursday, we gained control of one of the most dangerous Israeli weapons in the rather wide arsenal. No, we don't have shwarma breath... We got a car. Or, at least, we're babysitting one for a coworker for the next month until we begin leasing one of our very own from my company. Either way,... Continue Reading →

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