I woke up somewhat late this morning and didn't get out of the house until about 6:20. I still walked over to the big kikar (where highway 12 goes up out of town), did my stretches, and walked back.
This morning, we filled out our ballots for the U.S. election and put them into the mailbox. They should easily arrive there before November 6.
I posted another of my mom's letters to her parents this morning. This one was hand-written (the others are typed) since she was writing from Portland, Oregon, where she and my dad were visiting his family. You can read it by clicking here.
We ate lunch at Greg again. David had paparadelle (pasta) with mushroom cream sauce, and I had their "Home Fries" salad. I asked the waiter whether הום פרייז should be "Home Prize" or "Home Fries", and so that's how I know which is correct now (it also makes more sense, since the salad has little cubes of potato in it!). For those of you unfamiliar with Hebrew, the letter פ peh can be pronounced as a "p" or an "f". In real Hebrew words, it would ALWAYS be "p" at the beginning of a word (and always "f" at the end, although it's written ף at the end of a word). But of course, this is clearly NOT really Hebrew at all -- it's just transliterated English, which I already knew.
This evening, we took another of our nice walks around the neighborhood, with stops at our usual park benches in the green strip.
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