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Today I woke early again, said goodbye to My Beloved and then hit the shower, no breakfast today, just water and my blog. Natalie was in today, and another gentleman guest who has not been around for a while, we struck up a conversation about the bombings that have been occurring down Gaza way, they are hoping that a ceasefire will be imminent, but is seems that Gaza has its own way of doing things.
After my blog was finished I went back to the room, packed one of the big suitcases with clothes I haven’t been wearing and another layer of clothes that need washing, I packed up the computer and headed to the apartment to await the arrival of The Hot man, now I’m talking cable not good looking, although bless when he turned up he was quite cute, but man did his feet stink, he also didn’t speak a word of English, so once again I utilized my lovely landlord for the translation. Thank the lord for Itzhak. I also called David to check we were getting the package we had asked for, and all is sorted. Well almost, the cable for the Internet and the phone line are proving to be a bit of a nuisance, getting them through the walls has become one of today’s challenges.
Number two Hot man turned up, fresh feet, but not as pretty, and they set about pushing and pulling the cable through a length of wall which can only be about 4 feet, but that 4 feet may as well be 20 ft. as they struggled and struggled to pull the wires through.
The washing was loaded and hung outside in the sun, the weather is beautiful today, and sitting outside with my coffee I could feel my skin sucking up the rays. But what I really looking forward to is having a chair to sit in, there is only so long in a day when you can stand up and I’m getting weary now. Just received a call from Betili the furniture is definitely coming on Friday whoo hooooo, we be able to move out of the hotel on the weekend and live in our new home in Haifa, very exciting.
So now I have cable TV, and apparently the phone line will be active tomorrow, I think this will include the Wi-Fi, which I couldn’t get logged into, I then did the usual, no sooner had the Hot man left I interfered with the settings on the cable, ARGGGG I then had no cable, well I did but it was stuck on one channel with the programme guide across the page, none of the buttons worked and don’t ask me how but I managed to do it to both TVs, I called David and he called Hot and eventually Hot called me, but I was out for food at the time, I hadn’t eaten since the previous night and my head was minced so I had to get to a coffee shop to replenish my body. On the way to Mandarin a young lassie stopped me, she really was in a bad way, all teary eyed, and could she borrow my phone, she must have been about 15 and was meant to be meeting someone who had not turned up, so I lent her my phone and she called her Mummy, Mummy didn’t answer, so she asked if she could use it again, just as she had gotten through her Mummy arrived and all was well, but the poor thing was just beside herself. This is the second time I have had an incident with a lassie wanting to use the phone, the first was the soldier, how funny in the UK I would never have handed my phone over, well not unless I knew the person, but how could you leave a lassie stranded. My lunch was thrown down my neck at double quick time, and I managed a quick call home to Buba Mumma before the line went down, and then back to the apartment to meet My Beloved.
Now My Beloved and technology do not go hand in hand as I have said before, but he walked in took the remote from my hand and reset the cable, everyone home should have an engineer that’s what I say, ‘How did you do that?’ I asked ‘well you press this and this’, I think My Beloved swapped roles yesterday because I still have no idea what he did, mainly because I wasn’t listening……..I was still in the red mist.
We headed for the home centre, Itzhak had given me his account number for the home centre which entitled me to discount, what a lovely man, so we strolled around Home centre or B&Q as we like to call it, and filled our basket with things for the house, we now have a lovely parasol/canopy thing for the garden, well I think we do, but it looks more like a cardboard box just now, so I’m hoping when we put it together it will look like it is supposed to. We bought laundry baskets and mats for stepping out of the shower, a yard broom because the garden needs sweeping, the trouble with winter is the leaves, I seem to remember having an issue with leaves at Slackadale in the winter, we bought mats for stepping out of the shower and another door mat for the patio doors. We then hit the supermarket and even My Beloved couldn’t manage to do his usual tour of every aisle. By the time we got to the wine, which by the way was 3 for 100 shekels I had lost the will to live, but when we hit the checkout I wanted to crawl into my trolley and sleep, I have never been in a supermarket in Israel where the queue moves slower than a snails pace, and as for the delivery aisle which I think can be any aisle, and takes forever and a day, the lovey ladies walk away from their tills and wander up to the kiosk, then they pack everything in crates, then they have a wander around again, torture, I say torture.
My Beloved turned around to me and said right lets show them how to pack, and we were a blur of moving arms, stuffing those goodies into bags at a speed that would have been faster than a speeding bullet, we left the supermarket and headed home for the unpacking phase of the evening, but at least now we had loads of coffee capsules to sustain us and we drank as we filled our cupboards. I’m sure the shopping wouldn’t have taken so long had I been able to ready all the packages, because no every package has an English translation, and even when you put it into Google you get the weirdest translation back, I tried it with butter, I only thought it was butter because it was in shiny gold packaging and had a cow on the front, but what Google gave me was nothing even close to butter, so I bought Lurpak at least it was in English.
We ate in Barbarrossa, and My Beloved told me ‘your in a restaurant, take your arm on the table’ but the trouble was that arm was holding up my head, and it was sooooo so heavy, we ate and chatted although that was even difficult as my jaw was becoming like glue, so we headed back to the hotel and our bed.
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