I talk 5 units of Berlitz lessons, all back-to-back this morning: 9:00-10:30 and 10:30-12:45.
I had a delicious vegan Caesar Salad at Café Café for lunch today.
This afternoon, I met a new friend, and there may be further developments. Stay tuned!
Today's story about David is one that Jeff already told at David's BCC memorial, but I had remembered it and planned to tell it even before that. Here it is:
Stories about David: David in Haredi Drag, and the Confused Policeman
David went through part of our time in Tsfat dressed in Haredi garb: black pants, white shirt, long black coat, and Haredi hat (but not a fur one). It was really only a look, though -- he didn’t become particularly observant.
One time, our friend, Jeff, was visiting us from the California, and we were driving together to the Family Minyan, a Conservative congregation in Kfar Vradim, which was our regular synagogue at that time.
As we came to the place where the road crosses Nakhal Amudim, not far from Tsfat, there was a roadblock where police were stopping some of the cars. This happens fairly often here in Israel, and it’s nothing to be alarmed about. But we looked quite suspicious, because real Haredim would CERTAINLY NOT be riding in a car on Shabbat! Jeff’s Hebrew was actually better than mine, at least at that point, so he was able to tell the policeman where we were going and why. The cop still seemed rather confused, but he didn’t detain us.
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