Bomb Shelter

So today I took myself up to the Business lounge for some water for my protein shake, this is what Im reduced to after eating too many desserts this week, it took all of 2 seconds to drink and I was still left with an empty belly, so not a happy chappy.  Antibiotics started now, so hopefully the ear infection will take a hike, and the Labyrinthitis will settle, and I will no longer list or feel like I have a hole in my scull.

So today my first appointment was at 9 am just along the road in Yefe Nof Street, I was met by Asher Cohen and we went into an apartment together, now initially when walking down the steps to view it I was a little apprehensive, but the place was amazing, but unfortunately it had no balcony, no verandah and no outside space, so we said our goodbyes.  I wandered back to the hotel and finished off a few things before taking myself on a trek. I decided today that I would check out another route downtown, and I walked around the back of spoons and headed for the first of many flights of stairs, the route I find was very direct, and even took me through what I believe to be the Arab quarter, at one point the road I was on turned into a market of sorts with meat and vegetable shops on both sides, the place was very busy with local people. From here I wandered around the Port area, finding the restaurant we were at last night, and a few other places we have been told about.  I then wandered up to the German Colony and received a phone call from My Beloved, I told him where I was and mentioned that I feel like a cross between a Travel Writer and Bridget Jones, My Beloved said 'yes, but with smaller knickers', I had no come back from that comment.

I found myself a cafe in the German Colony and decided I had better have lunch, so I ordered a salad of Roquefort and walnuts and a soda, now when the salad arrived it could have fed at least two people, and came with a loaf of bread, there was no danger I was going to finish this salad, but I made a good attempt. I left the bread on the board and completely ignored its whimpering.

Oh dear god, I had no sooner had my food delivered than a young couple arrived with child, I thought I could hear an English accent, his not hers, turns out they are over from Southport a place I moved to when I first got married, and the womans mother lives here but is currently in Hospital. The wife is originally from Ukraine which would account for the none English accent. So we started chatting and I soon discovered my tolerance to irritants has not dwindled any since I moved to Israel, blah, blah, blah, blah on and on, this young man would even cut off his wife's conversation to either correct her or tell me something he obviously thought was more interesting. Time for a quick exit, so I said my goodbye and left.

I decided to walk back up to the hotel, it took me 40 minutes, not a long time really, but considering it was straight up and all steps that meandered the mountain, I was knackered by the time I reached the top, and in need of a freshen up, before meeting with David for house viewing.

David and My Beloved arrived at he hotel around the same time, and we all got into the car and headed towards our first viewing, which turned out  to be our last viewing, we have found a new home, when we turned into the apartment parking we were both smiling, we had actually seen this apartment from the road previously and had both said, now that would be a nice place to live. We met the owner and builder Issac who showed us around what we hope will be our new home, contracts have to be signed and sealed first. Once that is done we will have our very own bomb shelter, in Israel all new builds have to have a bomb shelter by law, so bedroom 4 is also a bomb shelter.

We left Issac and headed back to the hotel both very happy with ourselves, arrangements had been made for us to meet the boys and head to Sleek for a meal, and a drink or two, which turned into at the very least three.  Having been good all day with food, I ordered Carpaccio and Whisky and soda, I believe I must have consumed all of Johnny's Black Label, he was willing, I was thirsty, bad combination, but I do love a generous man. 10.30pm and the place became manic, as is usual and getting to the toilets was quite a feat, staying upright was near impossible, squeezing through the crazy mob took an amazing amount of agility.

Time for bed, I think it was nearly 1.30 am before we got to our beds, but hey its Shabbat again, which can only mean one thing, day off for My Beloved.