Afterwards we went back to our campus, where our program director, Meir, gave me directions to a synagogue in Ramat Gan. The reason I went there is because Lily Golan, whose sister passed away a couple of days ago, was sitting Shiva there and I wanted to see her. I got there, after a bit of a walk and not totally knowing where I was going, and stayed for a couple of hours. It was good to see her, and to meet her family, though I wish it could have been under different circumstances. The way home was a bit of an adventure, though I knew exactly how to get home. I walked for about fifteen minutes to the main street which is about half an hour away from where I live. But, I decided that because of my (excuse my openness for one second) extreme need to pee, I would just take the bus up the street so I could be home in about five minutes. And since the bus came literally as I was walking past the bus stop, I thought that there was no way I couldn't just get on the bus. I knew that the 43 went to where I lived so I hopped on.
The bus proceeded forward, as I knew it should, but all of the sudden turned right and got onto the freeway. Seeing as my apartment was about two blocks ahead of where it turned right, I was definitely not feelin the whole getting-on-the-freeway things because I knew that that was out of the way. The bus got off on the next stop, and I figured I would just get off of the bus and figure out how to get back to where I live since I knew the general direction, but then the bus driver told me that it was going to Tel Ha'Shomer Hospital which is a ten minute walk from where I live. Excited and totally confident, I stayed on the bus for a couple more stops until the bus driver said, "Tel Ha'Shomer." I got off, and didn't recognize anything around me but I figured I'd be okay because technically the hospital is right by my apartment. Let me take this moment to explain that Tel Ha'Shomer Hospital is absolutely humungous. It is basically a city of its own because of how much space it covers. So when the bus stopped at Tel Ha'Shomer, it really stopped all the way on the exact opposite side of Tel Ha'Shomer than I needed to be on. Hurray! Just kidding. I spent approximately twenty-five to thirty minutes walking around hospital parking lots, streets, and past many big buildings until I recognized where I was. I want to add that at one point I was so completely lost that I actually experienced that feeling of crying because I had no idea where I was. That, my friends, is something I and my sense of direction have never experienced before. Obviously I didn't start crying, because Lord knows that would have done nothing positive, but I definitely felt that for a couple of minutes.
Thank goodness my sense of direction pulled through and I made it back to my apartment after another solid fifteen minutes of walking. Don't worry, though, because when I walked by the bus stop by our campus it very distinctly stated that the very 43 bus which I had been on would have actually stopped right there had I just stayed on the bus...
For those of you who were worried about the fact that I hadn't yet found anywhere to pee, I made it safely back to my apartment and took care of that immediately. I spent the night talking on the phone, hanging out, and catching up on some television shows.
This morning I slept in until noon'ish then went to the Post Office to recover I package which my Mom sent, but of course they weren't really able to find it for me. And by that I mean that the woman didn't look around for even two seconds after I said that there should be a package for me... Rudeness! She told me to get a tracking number, so I'll be back on Sunday morning with that in hand. Oh. On the way there I managed to get this fatso scrape on the front of my toe and there were many deep layers of skin that were quite visible.. Unfortunately I had no band-aid in hand, so I had to wait until I got all the way back from the Post Office and the grocery store to clean it up and bandage it up.
I had my most classic meal in this country for lunch, which was a schnitzel patty thing (delicious) on a beautiful roll with tons and tons of matbucha on it. Here's a pic of my meal:
What else have I done... Made some food for Shabbat, watched some TV shows, and cleaned the kitchen. I'm about to get ready for Shabbat, because I'm staying on campus with two of my friends Aimee and Miriam.
Shabbat Shalom to all! Word on the street is that it's raining in Seattle, so enjoy good Seattlites!!
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