Bus story

I use public transport. I used it when I was new in the country, and took the 4H to the university every morning. It was summer, my first in Israel and one of the hottest summers I remember. The number of the bus was 4 aleph, but since the Hebrew letter aleph slightly resembles a […]


The other day I met a tourist, a bright American young lady. She was here on a short visit. During the very nice meal we had together she told me that she had imagined Israel to be more organized. I wondered how she could have thought that. 25 years must have made me pretty used […]