Hello, friends.

It's a rainy day in Yerushalayim. I am spending Shabbat with my brother. Last night was Thanksgiving, and I was excited to actually be able to celebrate it (since for some bizarre reason, Israelis don't typically celebrate Thanksgiving :-P). I went with the big bro to a T-giving celebration of the rabbi folk, and it was so much fun. The food was amazing (especially after endless cafeteria food!) and the company was great. There was even a precious little six month old baby for me to play with! So all in all...pretty wonderful night.

So, now I'll tell a random story about why Israel is such a kooky place. First of all, as I've mentioned before, the drivers here are completely nuts. They have no qualms about not slowing down for people in crosswalks, and they regularly pass cars they think are going too slowly by going into the opposite lane. About a week ago, my roommate and I were approaching the bus stop as we saw the bus we needed drive away from the stop. We were disappointed, naturally, since they typically come every 15-20 minutes. When we reached the bus stop, though, we were pleased because another bus came in just a few minutes. We hopped on. After a little bit, we noticed that we'd caught up to the first bus. Apparently, our bus driver decided that the first bus was going too slowly, so this huge bus goes into the other lane to pass the first bus. (This is not the first time that I've been on a bus that has passed another bus...it makes you feel like they're racing! I'm not such a big fan.) Anyway, because our bus passed the first bus, we made it home sooner than we would have if we hadn't missed the first bus. Kind of hurts your brain a bit, doesn't it?

That's all for now...Shabbat Shalom, everyone!