For those people who I'm close to I will call you and you probably konw the intricacies of my life. But for my own desire to document my thoughts and experiences more, and to let a few people know what I'm up to I write in LJ. This also saves me time in explaining a few things to many people individually ( Read more... )

Yesterday I walked down to the Dumascas(?) gate and met with a protest of mothers of the Hunger strikers. All the Old City had seemed relatively unoccupied before, I had felt little tension and not talked with many Palestinians. When I saw the protest I started to cry. I went back with them to the Red Cross, where they stay in the day, and talked ( Read more... )

Today I visited Miriam and Binyamin's school as Ayala dropped them off in the morning, then caught a bus to Jerusalem. After getting off the bus I spent a few boring and slightly frustrating hours doing errands, then made my way to the Old City and the Tabasco Hostel that I'm now staying at. It costs 20 shekels a night (about 4.5 dollars), and has ( Read more... )

With me...I'm now on my own in Israel, contrasted with staying with Hed in Haifa all the time or at least using their home as a base. Right now I find myself in an incredibly inexpensive youth hostel called Mugraby Hostel. I am ever so slightly intoxicated from the club I was at earlier -- that is alcohol wise ( Read more... )

One week into my stay with the Roth family Hed and me get on the EGGED bus line and travel to Jerusalem, sleeping at her Aunt's tiny apartment. My first substantial encounter with a practicing Jewish family. Despite my fears of there being awkward social tensions because of our respective cultural differences, they were quite hospitable and ( Read more... )

damn, I can't write either politics or lj, both of which I wish to do in depth. This is because Ayala and Gil are sleeping, and have the ears of an elephant, causing my typing to arouse their consciousness. Soon I will write about my travel in Israel and Egypt, because those are interesting things ( Read more... )

Once upon a time there was a fair skinned boy who thought it a good idea to fly into the Ben Gurion airport and meet a girl that is a friend, a girl friend. After meeting they talked for a time and then took a bus, a very dangerous bus, all the way to Yaffo (Jaffa), where they lodged at a school building, idle for the summer, with many a comradely ( Read more... )

Today I had the pleasant opportunity to hang out with Hugo's big Brazilian family. His little brother was busily playing with his friends, while one sister sits in a diaper on the carpet watching Sponge Bob, while the other watches all with the eyes of a 5 year old. The grandmother walks and tends the apartment with her petite, wringkled and ( Read more... )

Today V (she has a very long, difficult to pronounce last name, resulting in her nickname), who works with me at Friendly's, though we have different jobs, slipped and fell and hit her big, pretty pregnant belly. After a few minutes she was still in pain. Still in pain five minutes later. She went to the Hospital in an Ambulance, hopefully to be ( Read more... )

uhg, lately I've more frequently than usual feeling that many people are angry with me. This morning I work up to my dad calling to inform me that the GM of the Friendly's that I work at wanted to speak to me. I call, and Dave proceeds to go on his powertrip-of-a rant, trying to intimidate me into doing as he wishes. He was pissed because I ( Read more... )