Wait a second. I just realized that I haven't had a comment from Mama in DAYS. WHAT GIVES???
Ok. So, yesterday... I have continued to spend more and more time with a guy I met here named (I thought) Nissan. It turns out that his name is Solomon Nissan. For short, Solo. Didn't I feel silly calling him the wrong thing? He waited until I had done it four or five times before correcting me. Anyway, he is pretty much the coolest person in the world. We met at the Coffee Bean which is a coffee shop where lots of people who are between probably 25 and 35 hang out. They also have tea. Back to my story. He was reading a book about cameras and I was writing somethings down in my notebook when he came and sat at my table. At home, this would've alarmed me but here, I guess people do that? Just come and sit at your table. Whatev. So, he came over and we talked for a little bit. About where I was from, what we both do for a living. We figured out we were about the same age... blah, blah.. anyway, he asked if I was busy that afternoon. Of course, I am never busy in the afternoon, only the very early morning. So, I went on a walk with him and he showed a few places I hadn't been brave enough to walk alone. Not because they are dangerous, but because they are outside of the mile radius from the Dreamy Playland of American Finery. So, we walked around and he taught me some phrases in hebrew. Anyway, I ended up spending the entire day with him. And the next day. And the next day. He works for El-Al Airlines, the airline of Israel so he left yesterday, but will be back on Monday. I would've thought the whole airline thing was a lie, but he has about one billion El-Al items at his apartment. And collecting all that stuff just trick American girls into thinking you worked for an airline would be such a hassle.
Last night, he took me a restaurant called RestPub Cafe!! (Two exclamation points. why? because everything has two exclamations point here. homo dog!!). We got through our entire meal before he told me that this specific RestPub Cafe!! had been blown up twice in the last five years. Then he said... terrorists are so stupid!! they forgot they had already been here!! Oddly, that did little to calm my ever growing nerves about being blown up here. Fortunately, we were not blown up. But that will probably be my last visit to RestPub Cafe!! I'm just saying. So, we walked around for awhile more after dinner and he was telling me about all his siblings. All of whom live in the USA. And how he is there many times a year. And how he has been to Kansas City before and likes the fountains. Interesting. Anyway, he is going to be in the midwest again in the end of the summer. We will get to see each other then too. Pretty cool. So that was my date(s), Abbdar.
Everyone keeps saying Yom Tov. I thought you only said that on holidays. IS TODAY A HOLIDAY THAT I DONT KNOW ABOUT? I don't think so. Hmmm.
One more story and then I have to blow this joint and go on a field trip. SO- Solo and I were talking about how I have a mortal fear of the busses and that I would only take taxis or walk everywhere I wanted to go. He agreed that it was a smart move to stay off the busses but asked, didn't the taxi drivers try to rip me off because i'm american? Well, yes. Yes they do. Especially after the find out I'm staying at the DPAF. So he asked for a piece of paper and wrote down the following in hebrew:
I'm Mute. Please take me to the YMCA.
Foolproof, right!?!??!? Yeah, it would've been foolproof if I wasn't such an f'íng idiot. So, I get in the cab. Give the drive my piece of paper letting him know of my condition. He gives me a sad face and nods that he will take me to the YMCA. It's like a 10 minute ride... but you KNOW how my mind wanders sometimes. Well, my phone rings and what do I do? oh yeah, answer it with a big american HELLO.
The driver looks at me in the rearview and glares a little. Needless to say, it cost me double what it would've normally. Double the normal american rip off fare. Bummer!
So, that is what I know. Never pretend to be a mute if you're only going to forget about it 10 minutes later.
BYE!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
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Alex,
On a whim this morning, I decided to check to see if you were back from your time in Tsfat, the city of mysticism. Well, I couldn't believe what I was reading........you never went!! I'm practicing the double exclamation marks. I thought, Oh no, I
've missed a couple of days of your adventure. Sounds like you are exploring the city Solo, excuse me, with Solo.
Your mute story was so funny. I LOL. You are a good actress, but mute you could NEVER be. You have just one more day til the congregation arrives. Try to stay away from busses, bombed cafes, etc.
Your Dad returns tonight from Fargo, ND. Huddie came over last night and told me about HIS three homeruns at his T-ball game. Could it be that the outfielders were catching butterflies or something.
I promise to check in with you tomorrow, so keep this saga going.
Stay safe.
Love you.
Mama
Much thanks that the cab driver didn't blow up his cab in disgust over your mute ruse...personally, I'd rather you pay double fare than by in dutch with the cabbie.
Would very much enjoy a picture of your new chum, Solo....let me get this straight...he was reading a book on cameras?? One look at that and I'd be all "um, sorry, this seat is taken....forever."
Glad to hear you have a nice, new friend.
Take care!!
Lish
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