Thulani in Israel - Part Two

Monday 14 February 2011

Valentines Day! Valentines Day isn’t really celebrated in Israel but this year when we went out to dinner all the restaurants were full of heart shaped helium balloons. Festivals in Israel are in the main religions- Passover which is HUGE is in April which means a month before I start cleaning and that means all floors, wardrobes, window, shutters, cupboards, curtains- the whole apartment. There are usually tears, tantrums and arguments. Passover is a week and during that week we can’t eat, see or own any bread, pasta, beer, whiskey, biscuits or anything with flour in it. We also cannot eat from any plate or use any cutlery or utensil that came into contact with any of them! So it’s like camping using special outdoor stuff for a week.

Tuesday 15 February 2011

How annoying! We went to the cinema to see Harry Potter (I checked if Thulani was allowed and he was) and five minutes into an English speaking film with Hebrew subtitles they allowed in a birthday of 15 5-9 year olds who couldn’t read Hebrew. So they amused themselves by screaming, shouting and throwing popcorn so we had to leave halfway through the evening and it was the last night it was being shown! Thulani was fluffy with temper.

Wednesday 16 February 2011

The Shuk. Usually the shuk is a bustling amazingly colourful market by the sea, full of cloth covered stalls selling clothes, spices and an eye watering selection of pirate DVDs, music and games. It’s brilliant for just about everything. You may have noted the ‘usually’ because we got there to discover, due to the high wind and the sand hurtling horizontally across car-park where it usually held, only about nine stalls. 8 vegetable and one selling dodgy leopard-print leggings so that wasn’t a runner. Thulani didn’t even get out the car and I don’t blame him.

Thursday 17 February 2011

Breakfast at my favourite beach side café! It was my bestests 50^th so Thulani sat at home and sulked- girls only!

Saturday 19 February 2011

We (that being hubby, daddy, daughter, dog and Thulani) walked to the fort at Ashdod. It’s only fifteen minutes away but with my husband who really doesn’t walk, my whinging daughter, dad who is 81 it felt like swimming upstream. And I forgot to take any pictures of Thulani who frankly was the best behaved of the whole lot!