Ofer is officially the last decently blogging person among us. Out of 8 items posted this far in the current 2009 year, 6 are written by him, one by me and another one by Oren (who is a really rare guest here).
I never was blogging quite regularly here. But in the last year I had a significant decline in the number of articles published. Maybe it's because we traveled less than he did. But I have another suspect in mind: Facebook! It's quite trendy to blame all the deadly sins on Facebook these days. It's accused of encouraging shallowness and of replacing real communication with virtual.
While I don't agree with all these accusations (yes, I do like Facebook, sorry), I certainly think it has something to do with me being less active in this blog. After all, it's all about sharing. And Facebook let's you share your photos, short thoughts, links and notes in much easier way. I also found that I stopped uploading pictures to Picasa, because Facebook is so much easier and exposed to more people at once.
But this blog is different. It's only ours, nobody else reads it. I think it kind of reflects our history as friends. If you trace back the articles you recall what was going on with us in the past few years. This is something Facebook can't do.
I want to remind that the entries here don't have to be long, it can be just a short something about anything. Yet any entry would be very valuable, history-wise. I intended this article to be an analysis of why I am not blogging much (except for the fact that I'm plain lazy), but it turned to be a motivation speech. How about that...
Friday, September 25, 2009
Tuesday, September 01, 2009
Happy days and Jew-bilation!
Man, August is a tough month. It's full of birthdays and anniversaries and drenched with heat and humidity. I feel like I need to take a vacation...
So we did – we went for a short trip to Jerusalem, to check out the so called Shrine of the Book (is that a fancy name for a place that chronicles what some crazy Jews did in the desert or what!).
Unfortunately the rest of the museum is closed for renovations so we could only explore the "Shrine" itself and the adjacent model of ancient Jerusalem and the Temple.
(Photo courtesy of Tessa. Actually, I did not ask her permission to put it up here. So I guess it's just theft, no courtesy was involved).
On the way back home we stopped over at Mini Israel which turned out to be quite boring, making Israel look like it's comprised mainly of big, ugly hotels and various industrial facilities which all seem to be related to big brand names. Hmmm...
We did however like their display of a giant lizard ambushing a bunch of innocent tourists in the ruins of Caesarea.
We had celebrated Tessa's birthday at home, seeing as she was still jetlagged, but that was not to be the end of it. After a couple of weeks during which she recuperated we set out for a weekend along Israel's northern shores. We went to Acre and explored its harbor, old city, markets, and promenade. We brought home a nice game of "spot the difference":
(Hint: the full name of the game is "spot the person impaled on a pole")
We also managed to catch a rare glimpse of the mysterious "flying man of Acre" (A.K.A. "Just some guy jumping off the city walls into the sea to show off"):
When I told Tessa we were going to spend the night sleeping in a cabin I think she was expecting something quite different than the wooden hut we finally got to. It seemed like the fact that the place had running water and electricity was a pleasant surprise. The hot tub and air conditioning were probably even more so.
The following day we went even further north to Rosh Hanikra and explored the various grottoes. Humidity still reigned supreme at somewhere around 70% so I guess we now know what it feels like to be living inside of a human body. In one word – disgusting.
Now August is finally over and today we're moving into our apartment – happy days and jew-bilation!
So we did – we went for a short trip to Jerusalem, to check out the so called Shrine of the Book (is that a fancy name for a place that chronicles what some crazy Jews did in the desert or what!).
Unfortunately the rest of the museum is closed for renovations so we could only explore the "Shrine" itself and the adjacent model of ancient Jerusalem and the Temple.
On the way back home we stopped over at Mini Israel which turned out to be quite boring, making Israel look like it's comprised mainly of big, ugly hotels and various industrial facilities which all seem to be related to big brand names. Hmmm...
We did however like their display of a giant lizard ambushing a bunch of innocent tourists in the ruins of Caesarea.
We had celebrated Tessa's birthday at home, seeing as she was still jetlagged, but that was not to be the end of it. After a couple of weeks during which she recuperated we set out for a weekend along Israel's northern shores. We went to Acre and explored its harbor, old city, markets, and promenade. We brought home a nice game of "spot the difference":
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We also managed to catch a rare glimpse of the mysterious "flying man of Acre" (A.K.A. "Just some guy jumping off the city walls into the sea to show off"):
When I told Tessa we were going to spend the night sleeping in a cabin I think she was expecting something quite different than the wooden hut we finally got to. It seemed like the fact that the place had running water and electricity was a pleasant surprise. The hot tub and air conditioning were probably even more so.
The following day we went even further north to Rosh Hanikra and explored the various grottoes. Humidity still reigned supreme at somewhere around 70% so I guess we now know what it feels like to be living inside of a human body. In one word – disgusting.
Now August is finally over and today we're moving into our apartment – happy days and jew-bilation!
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