Lizrael Update: babbling about the expat life since 2004
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Friday morning on Antignus.
There’s nothing better than waking up on Friday, throwing on some crap clothes, stumbling over to the bourekas guy down the block, buying a bagful of the world’s greatest bourekasim from the world’s cutest bourekas guy, stopping off at the makolet next to home, chatting with the excited makolet guy about how we really missed…
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I miss my roommate.
So, the past week has been one big proof that marriage really works for me. Husband has been in London for a week-long trip of aliyah expos and I’ve been keeping the apartment… um… well, keeping it. The dishes have been hanging out on the counter (they’re close friends now), the dinners have been –…
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Running Jerusalem.
I’ve taken to running in the evenings with a friend. It’s an activity I’ve always enjoyed but just can’t summon the energy to do alone. Running, jogging, speed walking – it’s a culture here in Jerusalem. I see it a lot more than I saw it back in New York, where I think more people…
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Re: israel stuff
I’ve been here almost three years, and the other day my mom forwarded me an email I wrote home a few weeks after I first got here in January 2005. Thought it would be fun to remember, especially since things are so different now. Here are some excerpts so you can get a feel for…
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Die lucky bush.
This one had us laughing when we realized what it meant: I’m not going to give it away… Read it really fast… And think in Hebrew. Don’t get it? Here it is in literal English: “Enough of the conquering.” A highly political message, but well done.
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Students' protest; teachers' strike.
Walking to the bus stop this morning – passing the empty school on my block – I heard loud chanting and clapping and honking; it was 8 am and the kids were supposed to be school-less and asleep. When I arrived at Yochanan Ben Zakai, a healthy-sized street that borders my neighborhood, this is (a…
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Hump Day.
My mom has this thing that on Wednesdays she announces that it’s Hump Day. Of course, the first time she said this to me I freaked. Then she explained that Wednesday is the middle of the week; when you get past the hump of Wednesday, you’re halfway to the weekend. What’s funny is that Hump…
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Don't you be my neighbor.
It’s a bad day for news making me happy. I guess everyday is, but today I’m paying attention. In case you thought to move to Katamonim/Gonen/San Martin, I want you to know that these are my neighbors: Beitar Jerusalem fans boo Rabin before draw with Maccabi Haifa The story of Sunday night’s game was not…
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Cancel the semester, will stab myself.
I don’t like waking up on my one-day-a-week of school and seeing this headline: University presidents: Semester may be canceled And I don’t like reading this in the first paragraph: As the third week of the university lecturers’ strike gets underway, professors are not optimistic on the chances of the protest ending anytime soon. Representatives…
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Homemade kreplach, courtesy of husband.
Never again can I declare that I never win anything. Somehow I won the biggest contest there is and life has never tasted so good. My husband is right now making kreplach, home food he’s been missing since he left Australia. He’s the type to miss a dish and then think to himself, well, why…
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