Well, I arrived safely and managed a good night's sleep on MA time. The Diet Coke helped some as did phone calls to family.
Today - errands - banks, mail, grocery store, gas. Haven't tackled the laundry yet, nor even really unpacked - except for my backpack.
It seemed funny to receive change in American coins and not in some variation of shekels.
The city buses here aren't green with a big Alef on them. Even if the city buses aren't green, nature is abundantly so. Not that there's not plenty of green in Haifa -just a different kind. It's as if it struggles to be green rather than exuding moist green.
I walked through the Logan airport walkways heading for passport control and saw two women airport employees. Thought to myself. Well, at least I'm back where they speak English in case I need help beyond my Hebrew skills. A few feet later I hear them conversing. Probably Portuguese. Stereotypes die hard.
It's good to be home. It's good to have my own wheels again.
See you soon, Rabbi Heath
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