Lemonade stand.

Walking in Jerusalem today, on HaPalmach street, I spotted a 6ish year old boy operating... a lemonade stand (!) Did you grow up in the 80s? I remember having 'computer class' in elementary school, which meant playing Lemonade Stand on an Apple II or Commodore 64 for 45 minutes while the teacher read a book. This... Continue Reading →

Jerusalem of Brown.

It's unfortunate that we're still abused with news stories about Jerusalem Holyland scandals. Or Olmert. Whatever. That's what we happened to be talking about on our way to our offices in Jerusalem today when we noticed the dirty skyline from Gilo hilltop: Paging Pig-Pen? At first we posited that it was a dust storm but... Continue Reading →

Life lessons in Tel Aviv.

I was in Tel Aviv today for the Bird Brain Unconference. The event was great, thanks for asking, but then three things happened that left me feeling like I learned about more than just Vardi awesomeness and actual birds. 1. Cabbie culture. I don't take cabs often because I hate the experience of feeling waited... Continue Reading →

Take your coffee with extra חחחחח.

You know you've been here a while when you get all the jokes at a Jerusalem Anglo comedy show. Presenting... HaHaפuch! Tonight was the group's opening night; you may have already heard it of it from such performances as Facebook and YouTube. How about a little description? Our comedy troupe provides the other side of Israeli life, the... Continue Reading →

Birthing at Shaarei Tzedek.

Shaarei Tzedek has quite a different reputation to Hadassah Ein Kerem; offhand I can say that it is more of a hospital's hospital, procedural, stiff. It's very religiously-oriented in staff and patients. Less concerned with natural birth, more concerned with working with Hashem to get the baby out and move on (as summed up by... Continue Reading →

Birthing at Hadassah Ein Kerem.

I have heard the horror stories: laboring in a janitor's closet, giving birth in the elevator, no epidural available, recovering in the hallway. I have heard the beautiful stories:  sweet, caring midwives, a tendancy towards leniency, rooming in available,  wonderful aftercare. While I cannot say for sure what it's like to birth at Hadassah Ein... Continue Reading →

Facing the streets.

I like this. Especially since reading the Israeli news lately has been painful (then again, when is it not?). Look at Barkat being all cultural and whatnot: Jerusalem streets to put a face to name Capital's municipality to replace all street signs named after famous people with new signs featuring personality's image, story You're driving... Continue Reading →

Homebirth in Israel.

UPDATE (April 2011): After this post was written, down the road, for my second child, we did a home birth in our apartment in Tzur Hadassah. I've got more info on the subject now from firsthand experience and am happy to share: My home birth story: Israel, Tzur Hadassah, apartment, bedroom. Registering your newborn after... Continue Reading →

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