So good to be writing in the cool of our room on Sunday. I’m not sleeping much at night but we are now in our Israeli routine. We get up early for a quick walk at the beach, we find something/many things to eat at the luxurious buffet and then what?
We find our way back to Banana Beach for diet cokes and watermelon a bit too early for humus and too much of a good thing as they say, gets tired.
Yesterday we visit Ami and family at Annie’s (Adi’s mom) where they are looking at land to develop, renovating a home that reminds me of the past, in the heyday of Kibbutzim. I’m remembering Susan’s house on her Moshav. It would be cool to see what they do.
Last night we were hosted by David and Varda with Ruti along to join us; hosts proud to share a meal with us, proud to share their renovated home in an old neighborhood of Tel Aviv. We see them often when we are here. So wonderful to share the evening with them and get their view on the situation here.
And on the way home little did we know, but not far from us, 10,000 Israeli’s from the left of center were protesting the war and the lack of progress on the hope for a two state solution. Even though we weren’t joining in, it was so good to know our people were out in mass.
And today, 2nd full day we are feeling a routine. The crowds are smaller at the hotel and everywhere. Our waitress back at Banana Beach is surprised that we Americans are here. The closest she comes to an American is a tourist from Canada. Europeans are here, probably because the rise in anti-Semitism makes Israel really like a haven.
We are here and glad to be here. Hope I sleep tonight.