Last night, we went out for a late dinner with our wonderful hosts Lorel and Arnie. I had coffee that tasted like coffee and an immense salad full of goat cheese and walnuts. On our walk back, I saw a lull in traffic and stepped out to cross the street. Lorel pulled me back and pointed to the pedestrian light saying, "You walk when the little guy is green." Silly me going all Cairo on the Jerusalem traffic -- which, by the way, people claim is crazy though it looks downright sane to me. I mean, cars generally drive between the lines and use their headlights at night and the horn does not appear to be an integral part of the accelerator. So, yes, I'm relearning how to cross the street. And how to use a stove. And that it's just fine to leave my passport out. And that it's not necessary to wear shoes in the shower. It's very exciting here in Jerusalem.
Also exciting is the fact that we have more pictures to share. Check 'em out.
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