I saw a man washing his dog with a garden hose on Hamegenim Street last night.Â I wish I had gotten a picture, because he had put the dog in a shopping cart so that it would not run away.
This country is a haven for those who love pickled veggies…cabbage, cucumbers, cauliflower, olives, beets…it really is done well here.Â yum.
My interaction with Israelis is usually limited to taxi/sherut drivers and wait staff at restaurants.Â Between work, social activities, programs at the BWC, and friends/family visiting from all over the world, I rarely have time to do anything else.Â
Some of you who read my blog may not understand how it is that I can know people from all over the world, and why it is such a constant thing.Â Every two weeks a new pilgrim group arrives in Haifa, and their pilgrimage lasts for 9 days.Â Now, the “Baha’i world” is rather small, communicates openly, and moves around quite a lot.Â So you end up seeing a lot of Baha’is, and 1 or 2 degrees of separation between people who know each other.
I’ve gotten so used to the rather patchwork styleÂ of buildings and homes that it is strange to me when I see things that are newer/well maintained.Â There are buildings here that haven’t been fixed since last summer’s war.