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26 Oct 2007
PARIS/GENEVA: The WC/Les Toilettes/when Nature calls...
Bathrooms are awful in Paris.
Really nasty, smelly, gross kind of places. I think they're designed to make you shameful that you drank so much water that you would have to use them.
And they'll also often charge you for them, to really drive home the fact that you shouldn't be wanting to use them in the first place. You must be low class. Also, there are scarce - like fat people. Hardly any around.
In Switzerland, they're so much wonderfuller. I think people here sometimes have to use them, and don't really feel bad about it, its kind of a fact of life. They have so far ALL had toliet paper, only one of them smelled a bit, and all have been for free. And when looked for, are usually found without too much trouble.
Just an observation. Not statistically valid.
Really nasty, smelly, gross kind of places. I think they're designed to make you shameful that you drank so much water that you would have to use them.
And they'll also often charge you for them, to really drive home the fact that you shouldn't be wanting to use them in the first place. You must be low class. Also, there are scarce - like fat people. Hardly any around.
In Switzerland, they're so much wonderfuller. I think people here sometimes have to use them, and don't really feel bad about it, its kind of a fact of life. They have so far ALL had toliet paper, only one of them smelled a bit, and all have been for free. And when looked for, are usually found without too much trouble.
Just an observation. Not statistically valid.
25 Oct 2007
SUISSE: Its super wonderful fantastic!
Unlike France (which is dirty, lazy and sloppy) Switzerland is just super!
Its so clean and efficient!
And industrious!
We went to the spa town of Yverdon-les-bains today. It was so fun. Its an hour away by train. So quick and efficient!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yverdon
Its a little medieval town that has some natural hot springs. We went in the crazy museum that was in the town castle. I believe the theme of the museum is, "oh, any old thing". Hahaha - it goes from Roman pottery to 1960s fashion to a real egyptian sarcophogas. Interesting, nonetheless!
Then we went to the "Wellness", or spa. Haha, Winnie says its called the "Wellness" in English. We had to buy bathing suits, but it was worth it. There were all these outside pools that were in fact not nearly hot enough for me, there were several saunas and steam rooms. Then, when you're all super hot, there are a couple of really funny showers with buckets of cold water or evil awful cold water jets that spew at you from many directions when you think you're having a nice hot shower. Please refer to my post about the steam room and "5 head shower" from my Hong Kong trip - it was that shower, but with cold water instead of hot coming from the side jets. Aish! No thank you!
We had lunch at a Fantastische little swiss restaurant, and Doug swears it was the best meal he'd ever been served in a restaurant. When I opined that was perhaps overstating the case, he insisted this fact to be true! It was a great little lunch in any case, I concur.
Ok, time for bed. All that floating in hot baths really tires a girl out!
And a side note: no one really seemed to speak English, or care that we did, or try to speak it to us. Interesting!
Its so clean and efficient!
And industrious!
We went to the spa town of Yverdon-les-bains today. It was so fun. Its an hour away by train. So quick and efficient!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yverdon
Its a little medieval town that has some natural hot springs. We went in the crazy museum that was in the town castle. I believe the theme of the museum is, "oh, any old thing". Hahaha - it goes from Roman pottery to 1960s fashion to a real egyptian sarcophogas. Interesting, nonetheless!
Then we went to the "Wellness", or spa. Haha, Winnie says its called the "Wellness" in English. We had to buy bathing suits, but it was worth it. There were all these outside pools that were in fact not nearly hot enough for me, there were several saunas and steam rooms. Then, when you're all super hot, there are a couple of really funny showers with buckets of cold water or evil awful cold water jets that spew at you from many directions when you think you're having a nice hot shower. Please refer to my post about the steam room and "5 head shower" from my Hong Kong trip - it was that shower, but with cold water instead of hot coming from the side jets. Aish! No thank you!
We had lunch at a Fantastische little swiss restaurant, and Doug swears it was the best meal he'd ever been served in a restaurant. When I opined that was perhaps overstating the case, he insisted this fact to be true! It was a great little lunch in any case, I concur.
Ok, time for bed. All that floating in hot baths really tires a girl out!
And a side note: no one really seemed to speak English, or care that we did, or try to speak it to us. Interesting!
23 Oct 2007
PARIS: Weère back!
Ièm back in Paris!
I did manage to get a refund on that funny train ticket. They made me buy another one in Brussels to get back, but then refunded the original trip, so....is ok.
Yesterday Doug and I walked all around Paris, and bought him 3 nice scarves. It was pretty fun. Then we had real french food for dinner with Kelly, something she often doesnèt go for so we went to some random joint.
I had lamb cooked in a wee little cast iron pot and it came with rice and wild rice. It was super tasty! Andd to start both Kelly and I had tomatoes with goat cheese and bread crumbs, that was very fancy and nice as well.
Today perhaps some shoppingÉ Oh yes, we also saw Champs dèElysses, Arc de Triomphe, the Pantheon, etc. :)
I did manage to get a refund on that funny train ticket. They made me buy another one in Brussels to get back, but then refunded the original trip, so....is ok.
Yesterday Doug and I walked all around Paris, and bought him 3 nice scarves. It was pretty fun. Then we had real french food for dinner with Kelly, something she often doesnèt go for so we went to some random joint.
I had lamb cooked in a wee little cast iron pot and it came with rice and wild rice. It was super tasty! Andd to start both Kelly and I had tomatoes with goat cheese and bread crumbs, that was very fancy and nice as well.
Today perhaps some shoppingÉ Oh yes, we also saw Champs dèElysses, Arc de Triomphe, the Pantheon, etc. :)
20 Oct 2007
PARIS: mmm...drowning in lace.....
We went to Bruge!
Bruge has been in decline since like 1500. Since Antwerg took over as the cool city, Bruge decided to make lace.
You might think you have no need for lace, but you are wrong.
HANDKERCHIEFS!
I might be the only North American under 60 that uses them, but I love them. One can never have enough. I bought 4 monogrammed ones. So good!
Bruge has been in decline since like 1500. Since Antwerg took over as the cool city, Bruge decided to make lace.
You might think you have no need for lace, but you are wrong.
HANDKERCHIEFS!
I might be the only North American under 60 that uses them, but I love them. One can never have enough. I bought 4 monogrammed ones. So good!
Paris: We're off to Bruges now!
Winnie and LJ and I off to Bruges soon.
It would probably have been more interesting if I posted when we got back..... ;)
It would probably have been more interesting if I posted when we got back..... ;)
19 Oct 2007
PARIS: I'm in Belgium now.
Je suis visiter le Lawrence James!
Did you know that to pick up one's train tickets at the station from the kiosk, one must have a microchip embedded in one's Mastercard?
Me neither.
This caused me hella stress. I somehow managed to get on the train with a printed email receipt and a smile. :) Its all good, LJ met me at the station, we went for some rabbit stew while we waited for Winnie in Brussels, and now we made it to LLN.
Now its soooo late, and I'm soooo tired, yo.
Tot ziens!
Did you know that to pick up one's train tickets at the station from the kiosk, one must have a microchip embedded in one's Mastercard?
Me neither.
This caused me hella stress. I somehow managed to get on the train with a printed email receipt and a smile. :) Its all good, LJ met me at the station, we went for some rabbit stew while we waited for Winnie in Brussels, and now we made it to LLN.
Now its soooo late, and I'm soooo tired, yo.
Tot ziens!
Train Strike?!
Ah, the French.
They have tried to thwart me, but I have perservered. First, when I got off the plane, there was a CRAZY huge lineup to get through customs. It took 1.5 hrs! Man. There were only two officials for those with non-EU (or "American") travellers. And the man did not question me as to who I was, where I was going, and with whom was I doing it. Nope, he just stamped my passport.
And then of course it is train strike day. Frig. I went to the trains anyway in hopes that maybe I'd heard wrong, but it was true - no trains or metros today. So I caught a very very expensive and slow cab (of course due to it being 7:30am, thus rush hour AND train strike day).
Poor Kelly was about to start freaking out and call home if I didn't show up soon! I landed at 6am, and I didn't get to her house until like 9am.
But alive I am. :)
To France I say: Je me souviens.
They have tried to thwart me, but I have perservered. First, when I got off the plane, there was a CRAZY huge lineup to get through customs. It took 1.5 hrs! Man. There were only two officials for those with non-EU (or "American") travellers. And the man did not question me as to who I was, where I was going, and with whom was I doing it. Nope, he just stamped my passport.
And then of course it is train strike day. Frig. I went to the trains anyway in hopes that maybe I'd heard wrong, but it was true - no trains or metros today. So I caught a very very expensive and slow cab (of course due to it being 7:30am, thus rush hour AND train strike day).
Poor Kelly was about to start freaking out and call home if I didn't show up soon! I landed at 6am, and I didn't get to her house until like 9am.
But alive I am. :)
To France I say: Je me souviens.
16 Oct 2007
Probably not too many posts this trip
- I'll be too busy eating cheese
- I'll be too busy sampling wine
- This time ISN'T for work, so I won't already be on my laptop all day
- In fact, I am not bringing the damn thing, so maybe I won't even check email. Ever.
But if the spirit moves me, post to my blog I will.
Au Revoir!
23 Aug 2006
ISRAEL: There ain't no bombs on us!
These Israelis are gosh-darn serious about airport security. Woah. And I thought the Americans were crazy with their shoe fetish!
Here's how it went down for me:
I arrive, go to section 'B' which is where the Air Canada check-in counter is. I wait, then at the front of the line (no where near the ticket counter yet, btw) a nice lady looks at my passport and starts to ask me questions about what I was doing here, where I stayed, with whom, etc. And she doesn't just glance at my passport like I'm used to, she REALLY looked and compared me to my photo and asked me my name several times.
She doesn't so much believe me, so another fellow comes over and asks me the same questions again. I said the same things "Business, CopperGate, Iris, 9 days..." - then she asks me for a letter from the company I was with here. I don't have one, so there are some more questions. Finally I show them the receipt from the hotel, and its all cool. She puts purple stickers on my bags and passport.
Then, all my luggage is X-Rayed, with laptop out of the bag, of course.
Since I am questionable, I go to secondary luggage checking. Standing in another line, then the lady goes through my bags. Surprisingly, she wasn't interested in all the electronics I have with me, but she wanded all my Dead Sea mud I brought back. They were also very keen on making sure the CD that Boaz gave me was not a bomb. Also they swipe everything (thoroughly) for explosives residue.
Then, after all my luggage had been gone through (although only half of my things were on the counter for all to see, thankfully I put my dirty clothes at the bottom and they stayed in), it was time to get a boarding pass.
Another line (this one surprisingly slow, but I chatted with a nice Toronto lady), and again they look at my passport (purple sticker) and ask me more questions. My lack of green card caused a ruckus, and I had to stand to the side for a while. I was expecting to have to explain NAFTA and the TN visa, but a lady came by a few minutes later and gave me my boarding passes without a hassle. Since I have this hiking backpack with me instead of a suitcase, I had to go to a freight elevator to put the odd-size luggage there.
I go towards the elevator, and again they check my passport, and a security lady walks me to the elevator.
The security man at the elevator checks my passport again (although the purple sticker did it for him, that's all he cared about). Ok, then I was in the pre-security area! W00t! I had breakfast.
Then, you go through security. HAH!
This is more like security I am used to on domestic flights, except more thorough. My passport and boarding pass are checked. My laptop out of the bag and X-rayed, purse through xray. Me through metal detector. My carry-on bags (purse, laptop) and my shoes are swiped again VERY thoroughly for explosive residue. They really take their time and don't rush.
Then for passport control they stamp something - I didn't actually say one word to that lady.
That's it. Very lax, and you can see. I was going to buy some wine at the duty free, but there's a sign saying "All US Flights blah blah we'll throw out your wine...blah" so I abandoned the dream.
Here's how it went down for me:
I arrive, go to section 'B' which is where the Air Canada check-in counter is. I wait, then at the front of the line (no where near the ticket counter yet, btw) a nice lady looks at my passport and starts to ask me questions about what I was doing here, where I stayed, with whom, etc. And she doesn't just glance at my passport like I'm used to, she REALLY looked and compared me to my photo and asked me my name several times.
She doesn't so much believe me, so another fellow comes over and asks me the same questions again. I said the same things "Business, CopperGate, Iris, 9 days..." - then she asks me for a letter from the company I was with here. I don't have one, so there are some more questions. Finally I show them the receipt from the hotel, and its all cool. She puts purple stickers on my bags and passport.
Then, all my luggage is X-Rayed, with laptop out of the bag, of course.
Since I am questionable, I go to secondary luggage checking. Standing in another line, then the lady goes through my bags. Surprisingly, she wasn't interested in all the electronics I have with me, but she wanded all my Dead Sea mud I brought back. They were also very keen on making sure the CD that Boaz gave me was not a bomb. Also they swipe everything (thoroughly) for explosives residue.
Then, after all my luggage had been gone through (although only half of my things were on the counter for all to see, thankfully I put my dirty clothes at the bottom and they stayed in), it was time to get a boarding pass.
Another line (this one surprisingly slow, but I chatted with a nice Toronto lady), and again they look at my passport (purple sticker) and ask me more questions. My lack of green card caused a ruckus, and I had to stand to the side for a while. I was expecting to have to explain NAFTA and the TN visa, but a lady came by a few minutes later and gave me my boarding passes without a hassle. Since I have this hiking backpack with me instead of a suitcase, I had to go to a freight elevator to put the odd-size luggage there.
I go towards the elevator, and again they check my passport, and a security lady walks me to the elevator.
The security man at the elevator checks my passport again (although the purple sticker did it for him, that's all he cared about). Ok, then I was in the pre-security area! W00t! I had breakfast.
Then, you go through security. HAH!
This is more like security I am used to on domestic flights, except more thorough. My passport and boarding pass are checked. My laptop out of the bag and X-rayed, purse through xray. Me through metal detector. My carry-on bags (purse, laptop) and my shoes are swiped again VERY thoroughly for explosive residue. They really take their time and don't rush.
Then for passport control they stamp something - I didn't actually say one word to that lady.
That's it. Very lax, and you can see. I was going to buy some wine at the duty free, but there's a sign saying "All US Flights blah blah we'll throw out your wine...blah" so I abandoned the dream.
ISRAEL: Hebrew - So Mysterious.
People obviously speak Hebrew here, and I don't know a single word. Well, that's a lie, I know "Shalom" and .... yeah.
I'm actually surprised at the level of English. Almost everyone speaks VERY good English. Yet when left to themselves they immediately break back into Hebrew, despite their best intentions of staying in English. Its all the "th"s, I think.
New immigrants immediately get working on their Hebrew when they arrive, and most Jewish people visiting Israel (I think) know at least a LITTLE Hebrew from Hebrew school when they were kids. There are some funny times because people automatically expect me to know at least a little Hebrew.
For example:
The nice HR lady showed me the ladies' room on my first day of work. It is outside of the suite - so she had to show my the keycode to get back in. With that taken care of I was ready to go - but where was it??? There were the elevators, and another suite, and a few doors with words on them. ?? Perhaps it was on another floor?
I went back into (using the keycode) and asked the HR lady - where are the bathrooms? On the floor below?
And she points at the door [see photo below] - "No! There!"
Right.
Tricky.
I'm actually surprised at the level of English. Almost everyone speaks VERY good English. Yet when left to themselves they immediately break back into Hebrew, despite their best intentions of staying in English. Its all the "th"s, I think.
New immigrants immediately get working on their Hebrew when they arrive, and most Jewish people visiting Israel (I think) know at least a LITTLE Hebrew from Hebrew school when they were kids. There are some funny times because people automatically expect me to know at least a little Hebrew.
For example:
The nice HR lady showed me the ladies' room on my first day of work. It is outside of the suite - so she had to show my the keycode to get back in. With that taken care of I was ready to go - but where was it??? There were the elevators, and another suite, and a few doors with words on them. ?? Perhaps it was on another floor?
I went back into (using the keycode) and asked the HR lady - where are the bathrooms? On the floor below?
And she points at the door [see photo below] - "No! There!"
Right.
Tricky.
22 Aug 2006
ISRAEL: The Holiest site in all Christendom.
I think the word 'Christendom' is fun.
We went to Jerusalem on Saturday. I wanted to do the Stations of the Cross. I thought it would be neat to do the actual stations themselves.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stations_of_the_cross
About 8 people came, and they were very good natured about being dragged around to Christen sites (being Jewish and not having not so much interest in where Jesus fell the 3rd time).
Although the way, we saw the birthplace of Mary (see below). So they say. If its true - that's pretty neat. A monk fellow game me some Holy oil from her .... um, either it was her tomb or her birthplace. We weren't allowed to actually go down. Wait, it must be her tomb. Duh.
My favourite station was IX - "The third fall"
We entered a little courtyard, and saw a Roman column and thought that must be it (see photo to the right - you can see the column in the background). We took a photo, and then a lady pops her head out and asks if we want to see the church. Ok! Turns out she's a cute little Greek Othodox nun, from the states. (Meaning her English is - Awesome! Totally! TomCruiseBlueJeans!). She brings me down a corridor, then into a hallway, and unlocks another door - then BAM we're in a Greek Orthodox Church (see photo below).
I think I have never been in a Greek Orthodox church, because I thought it was pretty wild. Lamps haning everywhere, and saints with golden halos everywhere....no so much like Bedford United. ;)
The nun was really nice, and brought me around and told me about a few of her favourite saints. She showed me the ACTUAL spot where Jesus was supposed to have fallen the third time. Not sure if its true, but its really neat. (see photo ->)
The last four stations are all in the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Church_of_the_Holy_Sepulchre
That is one wacky Church. Several different religions share it (how friendly!) - Roman Catholic, Russian Orthodox, etc., etc.
I found it very confusing - I did ask a German monk for directions to Station X, and was super proud to have understood! :)
The holisiet site in Christendom is therefore the tomb of Christ (see photo below), although of course surrounded with controversy.
Two more posts coming! :)
We went to Jerusalem on Saturday. I wanted to do the Stations of the Cross. I thought it would be neat to do the actual stations themselves.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stations_of_the_cross
About 8 people came, and they were very good natured about being dragged around to Christen sites (being Jewish and not having not so much interest in where Jesus fell the 3rd time).
Although the way, we saw the birthplace of Mary (see below). So they say. If its true - that's pretty neat. A monk fellow game me some Holy oil from her .... um, either it was her tomb or her birthplace. We weren't allowed to actually go down. Wait, it must be her tomb. Duh.
We entered a little courtyard, and saw a Roman column and thought that must be it (see photo to the right - you can see the column in the background). We took a photo, and then a lady pops her head out and asks if we want to see the church. Ok! Turns out she's a cute little Greek Othodox nun, from the states. (Meaning her English is - Awesome! Totally! TomCruiseBlueJeans!). She brings me down a corridor, then into a hallway, and unlocks another door - then BAM we're in a Greek Orthodox Church (see photo below).
I think I have never been in a Greek Orthodox church, because I thought it was pretty wild. Lamps haning everywhere, and saints with golden halos everywhere....no so much like Bedford United. ;)
The nun was really nice, and brought me around and told me about a few of her favourite saints. She showed me the ACTUAL spot where Jesus was supposed to have fallen the third time. Not sure if its true, but its really neat. (see photo ->)
The last four stations are all in the Church of the Holy Sepulchre.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Church_of_the_Holy_Sepulchre
That is one wacky Church. Several different religions share it (how friendly!) - Roman Catholic, Russian Orthodox, etc., etc.
I found it very confusing - I did ask a German monk for directions to Station X, and was super proud to have understood! :)
The holisiet site in Christendom is therefore the tomb of Christ (see photo below), although of course surrounded with controversy.
Two more posts coming! :)
21 Aug 2006
ISRAEL: 22 hours of birthday fun
So - my birthday. Sorry for the delay in posting! (This turned into a mega-post. Make sure you have your morning coffee with you.)
We woke up at 2:15am, Shachar (Iris' boyfriend) came and picked us up at 2:30. 'Us' was me and Iris' roommate Rita. Rita was really cool. She had lived in Boston for 10 years, so her English was SUPER. Also, she only immigrated to Israel 3 years ago, so she had lots of perspective about the culture vs American culture, etc.
We drove to some town about .5 hrs away where Shachar's parents live to pick up his Dad's car. I think his parents are in Ireland, so we took their car - his Dad's company pays for his gas. That is very common here - you lease a car and your company pays your gas and insurance. Neat-o! We also picked up his friend from highschool (and I think they were also in the army together) named Boaz. Boaz is very nice, but very blond, I was worried he would burn all day!
Then we drove to Masada (here I am hoping you read the wiki Masada entry, as background reading to the blog). We missed sunrise - the driving took longer than Shachar thought. I actually was a smidge disapointed with Masada. I had the impression it was a gruelling two-hour+ hike, and after all our hard work we'd be rewarded with a glourious site on top. Eh, not so much. It was sort of like climbing a few flights of stairs. Took about 15 minutes, and we stopped to take pictures a couple of times.
On top it was cool, with lots of ruins and whatnot.
Then, we went down to do another hike. Since we hit Masada a bit late, we didn't get to the next trail head until about 10am. I was dying. It was Stupid hot.
I still contend that a wet T-Shirt is nature's perfect air conditioner. So before we started the hike I wet my shirt (a long sleeve cool shirt over my tank) - SO much better.
The hike were were doing was the Wadi Aurugot in Ein Gedi
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ein_Gedi
It was still amazingly hot. I mean - its August, in the desert. Why does God try to melt me and scorch my skin??
We hiked along for a few mintues, then we saw a stream. We were very excited, and ended up going to sit in the stream for a bit. By this time everyone was on board with the wet-clothing idea, extended to pants and shoes.
It was a very very nice hike. We continued along for a few hours, often in the stream itself (which slowed us, but was super fun). At the end of the hike - WATERFALL! w00t!
The water was really nice and lovely. Probably one could drink it, but I am not so brave. It is bottled and sold here ("Ein Gedi water"), but I am thinking perhaps there is some filtering that goes on before its bottled.
We hiked back out quickly (we took the high and dry path) - because we were Starving. We had maybe not brought quite enough food.
We picked up a Dutch girl on the way, and she came to the Dead Sea with us. Before the Dead Sea we had a birthday luncheon in a weird little mall. I take this opportunity to point out I haven't had any good meat in Israel. I suspect the chicken might be pretty good, but we all know my feelings about chicken. My shiskebab was dry and horrid. Vegematarians have it made here though.
Anyhoo, on we went to the Dead Sea.
Its crazy like they say it is.
Hard to explain - but its actually quite hard to manoeover around. You under NO circumstances want your head to go under, or to have any bit of splash in your mouth or nose. Alas, I did get a bit in my mouth - icky-gross-evil-nasty. If you have any cuts when you go in they burn - even teeny itsy bitsy scratches burn. Magically, I didn't have any.
We went out for food when we got back to the city, but it was kind of lame - m'I bad, I was tired. It was past 11 when we got back, and we needed some FOOOD! We met Jacob and his friends, but we dragged them around a bit looking for somewhere to give us dinner. We settled on a coffee shop and had some soggy sandwiches and bad wine. Meh. I was DEAD tired, and we went home around 12:30 or 1 I think.
All in all, super good birthday.
We woke up at 2:15am, Shachar (Iris' boyfriend) came and picked us up at 2:30. 'Us' was me and Iris' roommate Rita. Rita was really cool. She had lived in Boston for 10 years, so her English was SUPER. Also, she only immigrated to Israel 3 years ago, so she had lots of perspective about the culture vs American culture, etc.
We drove to some town about .5 hrs away where Shachar's parents live to pick up his Dad's car. I think his parents are in Ireland, so we took their car - his Dad's company pays for his gas. That is very common here - you lease a car and your company pays your gas and insurance. Neat-o! We also picked up his friend from highschool (and I think they were also in the army together) named Boaz. Boaz is very nice, but very blond, I was worried he would burn all day!
Then we drove to Masada (here I am hoping you read the wiki Masada entry, as background reading to the blog). We missed sunrise - the driving took longer than Shachar thought. I actually was a smidge disapointed with Masada. I had the impression it was a gruelling two-hour+ hike, and after all our hard work we'd be rewarded with a glourious site on top. Eh, not so much. It was sort of like climbing a few flights of stairs. Took about 15 minutes, and we stopped to take pictures a couple of times.
On top it was cool, with lots of ruins and whatnot.
Then, we went down to do another hike. Since we hit Masada a bit late, we didn't get to the next trail head until about 10am. I was dying. It was Stupid hot.
I still contend that a wet T-Shirt is nature's perfect air conditioner. So before we started the hike I wet my shirt (a long sleeve cool shirt over my tank) - SO much better.
The hike were were doing was the Wadi Aurugot in Ein Gedi
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ein_Gedi
It was still amazingly hot. I mean - its August, in the desert. Why does God try to melt me and scorch my skin??
We hiked along for a few mintues, then we saw a stream. We were very excited, and ended up going to sit in the stream for a bit. By this time everyone was on board with the wet-clothing idea, extended to pants and shoes.
It was a very very nice hike. We continued along for a few hours, often in the stream itself (which slowed us, but was super fun). At the end of the hike - WATERFALL! w00t!
The water was really nice and lovely. Probably one could drink it, but I am not so brave. It is bottled and sold here ("Ein Gedi water"), but I am thinking perhaps there is some filtering that goes on before its bottled.
We hiked back out quickly (we took the high and dry path) - because we were Starving. We had maybe not brought quite enough food.
We picked up a Dutch girl on the way, and she came to the Dead Sea with us. Before the Dead Sea we had a birthday luncheon in a weird little mall. I take this opportunity to point out I haven't had any good meat in Israel. I suspect the chicken might be pretty good, but we all know my feelings about chicken. My shiskebab was dry and horrid. Vegematarians have it made here though.
Anyhoo, on we went to the Dead Sea.
Its crazy like they say it is.
Hard to explain - but its actually quite hard to manoeover around. You under NO circumstances want your head to go under, or to have any bit of splash in your mouth or nose. Alas, I did get a bit in my mouth - icky-gross-evil-nasty. If you have any cuts when you go in they burn - even teeny itsy bitsy scratches burn. Magically, I didn't have any.
We went out for food when we got back to the city, but it was kind of lame - m'I bad, I was tired. It was past 11 when we got back, and we needed some FOOOD! We met Jacob and his friends, but we dragged them around a bit looking for somewhere to give us dinner. We settled on a coffee shop and had some soggy sandwiches and bad wine. Meh. I was DEAD tired, and we went home around 12:30 or 1 I think.
All in all, super good birthday.
20 Aug 2006
ISRAEL: I'll be home in a jiff
Well, I'm off to the airport soon.
Sorry for all these lame posts, but I will catch up on my birthday and my Jesusalem trip soon.
In 20-ish short hours I'll be back in SF!
Sorry for all these lame posts, but I will catch up on my birthday and my Jesusalem trip soon.
In 20-ish short hours I'll be back in SF!
19 Aug 2006
ISRAEL: alright, ok
Yo yo yo!
I'm good still, but we're leaving for Jerusalem now-ish and I don't have much time to blog.
More later!
Birthday was super fun, we packed many activities into a 22-hr birthday period. :)
I'm good still, but we're leaving for Jerusalem now-ish and I don't have much time to blog.
More later!
Birthday was super fun, we packed many activities into a 22-hr birthday period. :)
17 Aug 2006
ISRAEL: a-hem-hem-hem hem-hem.
happy birthday to me
happy birthday to me
Happy Birthday dear Corrie....
happy birthday to me!
Off to Masada!
w00t!
happy birthday to me
Happy Birthday dear Corrie....
happy birthday to me!
Off to Masada!
w00t!
ISRAEL: Beach, please!
Hold the phone.
This so-called 'Mediterranean' is kickass! Woah! Its fantastic! Stupendous! Amazering! Wonderous-o!
I went for a swim last night, finally. I just missed the sunset - but of course the water was still CRAZY warm and loverly. Mmmm. I can see why people have settled here. Its superrific. Salty, and 'oops! my bathwater has gotten a little cool' temperature.
I had dinner on the beach with Jacob at a really neat-o restaurant. It was very hip - this time, RIGHT on the beach, not on a boardwalk overlooking the sea, but all sandy and fun. Below, see a photo.
Then I went to the 'Gam Cafe' with Eitan and his wife. Iris made him promise to take me there. Its nice - a manmade lake with swans and such right in Tel Aviv (or nearby suburb). Funny though, it sort of reminds me of Victoria Park in Kitchener. Not nearly has impressive as the BEACH!
I am going to try to make it to the beach again tonight, this time for a longer swim. Keeping in mind that we're up at 3am to leave for Masada.
w0000000000t!
This so-called 'Mediterranean' is kickass! Woah! Its fantastic! Stupendous! Amazering! Wonderous-o!
I went for a swim last night, finally. I just missed the sunset - but of course the water was still CRAZY warm and loverly. Mmmm. I can see why people have settled here. Its superrific. Salty, and 'oops! my bathwater has gotten a little cool' temperature.
I had dinner on the beach with Jacob at a really neat-o restaurant. It was very hip - this time, RIGHT on the beach, not on a boardwalk overlooking the sea, but all sandy and fun. Below, see a photo.
Then I went to the 'Gam Cafe' with Eitan and his wife. Iris made him promise to take me there. Its nice - a manmade lake with swans and such right in Tel Aviv (or nearby suburb). Funny though, it sort of reminds me of Victoria Park in Kitchener. Not nearly has impressive as the BEACH!
I am going to try to make it to the beach again tonight, this time for a longer swim. Keeping in mind that we're up at 3am to leave for Masada.
w0000000000t!
16 Aug 2006
ISRAEL: Jaffa
Last night I had dinner with Eitan and his wife. Before dinner we stopped and looked at a house they are thinking of renting. All housing prices (rent/buy) are in USD! Hah!
Then they took me to dinner at the Marina in Hertzilyya. (Did I mention there is no standardized spelling for Hebrew words in English?) I just learned that the Marina is so popular because it is safe for crowds at night - before you go in your car is checked for bombs, and you are wanded and your bag searched before you enter. So - no suicide bombers.
(Left to right: Me, Jacob (aka, Yacov), Eitan, Eitan's wife - Sharon?)
I had sausages for dinner, and I tried some Israeli wine. The wine was pretty ok! :)
After dinner we went to Jaffa.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaffa
I sort of wish I had read that Wiki article before we went! Anyhoo, I still had lots of fun - its amazing how OLD the city is! There are some ruins of Egyptian fortresses from 1300 BC exposed. Wow. 3300 years old.
Dang.
ps If you are confused when I say 'yesterday' and 'last night' - I am too. I was thinking it was Wednesday all day on Tuesday, so I had to remove day references at the last moment - I think because we starting work on Sunday. Woohai!
Then they took me to dinner at the Marina in Hertzilyya. (Did I mention there is no standardized spelling for Hebrew words in English?) I just learned that the Marina is so popular because it is safe for crowds at night - before you go in your car is checked for bombs, and you are wanded and your bag searched before you enter. So - no suicide bombers.
(Left to right: Me, Jacob (aka, Yacov), Eitan, Eitan's wife - Sharon?)
I had sausages for dinner, and I tried some Israeli wine. The wine was pretty ok! :)
After dinner we went to Jaffa.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaffa
I sort of wish I had read that Wiki article before we went! Anyhoo, I still had lots of fun - its amazing how OLD the city is! There are some ruins of Egyptian fortresses from 1300 BC exposed. Wow. 3300 years old.
Dang.
ps If you are confused when I say 'yesterday' and 'last night' - I am too. I was thinking it was Wednesday all day on Tuesday, so I had to remove day references at the last moment - I think because we starting work on Sunday. Woohai!
ISRAEL: Yesterday night
Yesterday night I decided I should stay in and go to sleep early if possible.
Time changes suck.
In HK at I was dead tired at 10pm - so I went to bed. Up at 3am. Lots of time to work out and get ready in the morning - good for business, bad for social activities.
Here, I'm not so tired from 7pm onwards - about 6am I'm ready to sleep. This is gradually changing, but in general I'm dead tired in the mornings, and during the day....by about 5pm I've good to go. This means at night I can go long time, but the mornings are hellish. Bad for business, good for social activities.
This morning I was aiming to get up and go swimming the that sea by my hotel, but I just didn't get out of bed in time.
Poot.
Tonight I am going out for dinner with my main contact here (Eitan)(pronounced eh-TUN) and his wife. I think we are going to Jaffa, which is the old town Tel Aviv is founded near (and since grown around). Umm...I'm not exactly sure about it too much, I need to go look it up in my guidebook before we good.
Speaking of which - that guidebook is Gold. I think reading it beforehand has given me many insights into the culture here. Things that people don't necessarily bring up in casual conversation but speak volumes about the society. For example, soldiers in the Israeli army don't have to follow commands they think are immoral.
Also, I've now at least heard of some of the major figures in Israeli history, whereas before I wouldn't have even known 'of' them. Like Ben Gurion, Israel's first PM. If you squint, you can see his grave in the photo I've added to the 'Negev Desert' post - its the dark area (trees) off in the distance to the left of the photo.
Oh, and no marriage proposals yet. :( Bummer.
Maybe its my hair??
;)
Time changes suck.
In HK at I was dead tired at 10pm - so I went to bed. Up at 3am. Lots of time to work out and get ready in the morning - good for business, bad for social activities.
Here, I'm not so tired from 7pm onwards - about 6am I'm ready to sleep. This is gradually changing, but in general I'm dead tired in the mornings, and during the day....by about 5pm I've good to go. This means at night I can go long time, but the mornings are hellish. Bad for business, good for social activities.
This morning I was aiming to get up and go swimming the that sea by my hotel, but I just didn't get out of bed in time.
Poot.
Tonight I am going out for dinner with my main contact here (Eitan)(pronounced eh-TUN) and his wife. I think we are going to Jaffa, which is the old town Tel Aviv is founded near (and since grown around). Umm...I'm not exactly sure about it too much, I need to go look it up in my guidebook before we good.
Speaking of which - that guidebook is Gold. I think reading it beforehand has given me many insights into the culture here. Things that people don't necessarily bring up in casual conversation but speak volumes about the society. For example, soldiers in the Israeli army don't have to follow commands they think are immoral.
Also, I've now at least heard of some of the major figures in Israeli history, whereas before I wouldn't have even known 'of' them. Like Ben Gurion, Israel's first PM. If you squint, you can see his grave in the photo I've added to the 'Negev Desert' post - its the dark area (trees) off in the distance to the left of the photo.
Oh, and no marriage proposals yet. :( Bummer.
Maybe its my hair??
;)
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