i took the test, we'll see how i do. after the test, most of the ulpanists hopped into taxis and said their goodbyes. some even left before hand. sad. atzuv.
as for me, i stayed until sunday morning. on thursday, i went out with my friend from the kibbutz, lior. we made dinners together most nights. i also went out with my friend andres from the ulpan. we went out to haifa one last time.
on friday, nothing much happended. at night i went to the kibbutz pub one last time with the few remaining ulpanists. we said goodbye to our bartenders our pub friends, and pretty much anyone we could get our hands on. then we went to ultrasound, the club on the kibbutz, but it wasnt quite the same without the whole group so we went home relatively early.
on saturday i had a mini freak out when i realized i hadnt finished packing, and i didnt like the way i had packed, so i unpacked everything, and repacked. (i know think i still didnt do a good job and want to repack when i get to tel aviv.) i also forgot that the ulpan is over, thus no saturday night ulpan dinner. so i was quite hungry.
sunday i woke up early, and packed up my last little bit, had my last heder ochel breakfast - a salad of cucumbers and tomatoes, a little red pepper, a very little bit of lettuce, some cottage, and some cheese. then corrine, the den mother of the ulpan checked my room, gave me my deposit of 400 nis (abt 100 $) and my friend sarah and i struggled like no other to the bus stop. thank god some nice old man in a wonderful van saw us and took pity. he took us to the road where it was only about 1/4 mile to the bus stop. so we probably saved about 1/3 an hour and a lot of energy. i came to israel with a medium sized suitcase and a backpack. i left with an EXTREMELY STUFFED medium sized suitcase, 2 backpacks, and a large tote bag. where did all this stuff come from? lo yodea!
so we finally made it to the bus stop, read some very strange graffiti, and shoved our stuff on bus 960 to jerusalem. my ipod stopped working on the bus, about 30 seconds in. sad. atzuv. about 2 hours later, we arrived in jerusalem, and took a taxi to the Jerusalem Hostel, which is on Jaffa st, right next to ben yehuda st. great location. we dropped our stuff and headed to lunch, and then off to Yad Vashem (the holocaust museum). we got there around 1pm. at 5, we were about 1/2 way through, and they told us it was closing and we had to leave. after that, we made our way back by bus to our hostel. the bus cant go too close to our hostel because of all the construction, and we wanted to window shop a little as well, so we got off pretty early and wandered all around. we went to a little shook and looked around for a bit, then continued on our way back to ben yehuda. we ate a nice dinner at spaghettim, and then headed to bed.
this morning we went back to yad vashem to finish what we started. i tried to look on the computer in the Hall of names for kalkstein from hannover, but there were no results. after that, we headed to the old city where we had a tour of the tunnels under the cotel (western wall). it was pretty interesting, and the tour guide really liked me cause i was the only one who could answer the question of why we pray at the western wall (its the closest we can get to the holy of holies). then we walked back to the hostel, and sarah left to go to tel aviv. her flight is at 730 tomorrow.
so now i am alone in jerusalem. tomorrow afternoon im gonna struggle with all my stuff to the bus station, and travel to tel aviv where tuvia will pick me up thank god, and i can stay with him.
as for today and tomorrow, i hope to meet my friend later tonight after he gets off work. but well see. i kinda doubt it will happen, especially since i dont have a working phone anymore- i ran out of minutes and i have to give it back to the guy who gave it to me tonight anyways. frustrating.
oh and mom. you know how you always meet someone from umass? well, of course my friend sarah on the ulpan just graduated from umass. but then we ran into the father of someone from umass at the holocause museum, and then, there are these girls who are staying at the hostel in my room, and one of them went to dearfield academy, and used to live in amherst, so she knows all these kids that i know. crazy.
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a) It's DEERfield. I can't spell. How did you get to be so much worse at it than me?
ReplyDeleteb) Maybe you should invest in a large suitcase? It might make things easier. How much did you buy?
Hope all is well. Have fun in Jerusalem and Tel Aviv. See you in a week and a half!
What does atzuv mean? And shouldn't lo yodea actually be lo yodat?
ReplyDeleteI'm leaving for Florida in the morning. I'll meet you at Logan Friday eve. I can't wait!
By the way, Grandpa Herman's mother's name may be listed under "Godt", her maiden name. Grandma Helen thinks they died in Auschwitz. We'll have to check next trip.
atzuv means sad. and lo yodea is correct cause i wasnt trying to say i dont know, but just idk, the world doesnt know. know one knows. so i think lo yodea would work for that.
ReplyDeleteyeah, i figured that we could check next trip.
hannah, i bought a lot of presents for you all, and then i have all those school books that i aquired, and then there are the clothes that magically appeared in my bag after the last laundry, and i did buy a few things, and mom shipped me a few things, and that all adds up.
and im not really this bad of a speller, its just whenever im writing this, i am in the office or another public place. i get distracted, and am trying to write as quickly as possible so i dont forget what i am saying, and im a shitty typer, so all of that adds up. and im not saying im a good speller, so that just adds to the terrible spelling of my blog. but ze lo hashuv.
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