After sorting out a complicated banking mishap in which all of Bruno's money was accidentally transfered to an expired credit card, the Judapest gang were finally able to rent a car in Jerusalem, and we headed south to the Dead Sea.
We spent three relaxing days in the Prima Oasis spa, soaking in the sun and mineral-rich water of the sea. Not much to say about this time of floating, soaking, eating, sleeping, drinking, and watching Wimbledon commentated in Hebrew, so just enjoy these few photos.
On our way up north heading toward Tzfat, we happened to catch the news on the radio that Tzfat was hit with rockets from Lebanon. So we wisely chose to stay further south on the east bank of the Sea of Galilee, so close to Syria that Lebanon wouldn't dare fire rockets there, and risk hitting their sweet friends.
Next post: a night on the Kinneret, and then Tel Aviv
hi, i,m glad you're enjoing the trip and that everything is going ok. keep safe and posting
In a sense I feel like I'm taking solace in Israel-related blog entries these days. Look at those smiles! You don't see those on CNN. My sister is in Ramat Gan (well, left for Turkey today) and sent out an email discussing the casual attitude of locals. I can't decide if it's desensitization or sabra stubbornness. Checked out your latest cartoon again today and giggled again. Since I started reading Shabot I've been telling people about it. On the weekend I plugged Shabot to the owner of Jewishquest.com, a free alternative to jdate (run by a Thornhill Jew), that could be so much better with enough users. I usually reference "jdate vs. frumster".
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