Tag: jerusalem

  • Tel Aviv might be hi-tech, but Jerusalem is Online.

    Last night I spent a lovely evening at a hi-tech geek party, otherwise known as MashBash. I love it when my hi-tech self and my Israel self combine into one crazy combustication of awesomeness. There are so many reasons I love these gatherings: They are parties with a premise, so the drinking is casual, the…

  • Yom Yerusha-what?

    Last night, I completely forgot it was the evening of Yom Yerushalayim (Jerusalem Day). If I had remembered, I might have at least considered going down to the Old City to pay my respects and tributes. What is it about modern Jerusalem that makes it so easy to forget? Is it the modernity in it?…

  • Chilling with the presidents: Peres conference overview.

    I was fortunate enough to score an invite to President Shimon Peres’ Facing Tomorrow: Israeli Presidential Conference, which went down over the last three days in the ICC. It soon became clear that the opening panel of the first night was the crux of the event, at least for me, holding more importance than President…

  • Giving blood for Yom Hazicaron + woman who needs platelets.

    I figured I’d share this email I just sent to friends in the Jerusalem area, since the more people who can, the better: Hey guys – I meant to write this email to like two people and then I figured, why not let everyone know… I was thinking of donating blood in honor of Yom…

  • Karaoke: The good, the bad, the Jerusalem.

    Spread the word: I am in the market for good karaoke as opposed to Jerusalem karaoke. A friend wanted – uncharacteristically – to get her sing on, so we all ventured out to Capricorn, which is apparently Jerusalem’s only karaoke bar. Actually, it’s more like a portable karaoke machine + arse DJ + bitchy waitress…

  • A true face of Jerusalem: the hospital waiting room.

    Today I spent quite a bit of time in a Jerusalem hospital waiting room; no emergency, I just needed an x-ray. In the past few months, I’ve actually frequented Jerusalem hospital waiting rooms and have been fascinated by the faces I see and the languages I hear. I think the true face of any city…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • Lessons of Israel: Life is good until it's not.

    I was walking with a friend down Emek Refaim today when I happened to look up and notice the plaque that hangs outside Cafe Hillel, remembering those killed in the bombing there on September 9th 2003. That bombing in particular hit me hard for several reasons, and that date hasn’t gone by since without me…

  • Tibet is Jerusalem street art? Really?

    Hmm. I don’t know about that. I realize many secular post-army Israelis like to travel across the Far East, but comparing Israel to Tibet is a bit far off… Even politically.

  • Head (and everything else) in the clouds.

    They are predicting the most intense snow storm in decades for next week. Meanwhile, I’m up to here in clouds. They are everywhere, especially in my eyes. I know I’ve already written about the fog… But I just can’t get over how normal it seems around here. Here’s a morning commute from this past week:…

  • Those foggy nights…

    The weather went back to bla over the last day, and on the way home tonight a fog descended over the Jerusalem hills like I haven’t seen since my days in upstate New York. If you’ve ever lived there, you know the what I mean: You can’t see past your own hood and your fog…