My Ears are Bleeding

The Taxi Driver

I woke from a very heavy sleep, tired and weary, Hebrew lessons start again today, and considering I haven't been able to get much homework done it is going to be interesting. I was nearly peeled off the ceiling as I exited the lift, Natalie had seen me coming and decided to jump out on me, after I screamed she gave me a little hug, but revenge will be sweet.

I made a fatal mistake this morning, there is a taxi driver who hangs around the hotel and considering I was running a little behind I jumped in and gave instructions, shop, bank, and university please, the streets were quite busy and the man said 70 shekels I said no, but he was having none of it. And so it began, I have never spent such a torturous taxi ride in my whole life, now I tend to go quiet when people are irritating me, but yesterday I had to put my fist in my mouth and bite down hard to stop myself telling the guy to shut the hell up, moan, jesus how can a person moan to much, if you don't like business men, or you don't like the Carmel for driving - get out of Haifa........I got out of the cab and was a bundle of nerves, Noor was waiting for me, and I told her my tale and we had a little giggle about it, before lessons started.

We once again found ourselves a spot in the library and settled in for more Hebrew, this language has to have a formula but as yet I haven't found it, normal rules don't apply and trying to put together sentences when the equivalent letters in English are not even closely connected in sound is a touch tricky, and all I seem to be able to retain is how to order wine, which is never a bad thing, but not really a great trick first thing in the morning. We took a coffee break in the gardens at the University and sat looking out over the mountains to the right and the sea to the left, it was sunny at the time but a little chilly. Second half of the letter was equally as bamboozaling, and now I have even more homework.

Whilst we were sitting I must have missed a dozen calls and numerous text messages, I then found I had no credit left, so first thing I had to do when the lesson finished was call Orange, then wait for them to call me back, I took a call from Betili the furniture will now be arriving Sunday, and My Beloved told me we have to be out of the hotel on Sunday as Passover is coming and the hotel is now chockablock and will be that way for the foreseeable future. So furniture or not we are moving into our apartment on Sunday.

I bused back to the hotel and met up with Amy for lunch, I was running late but Amy was cool with it, my stress levels were getting to such a degree that when I met Amy I said 'I need wine', but not in Hebrew. So we headed for Giraffe and had a real girly lunch, we both vented over a glass of wine and food. Sometimes its good to vent.  We headed back to the hotel and unfortunately I missed a facetime with Buba Mumma, Mumma Hud and M'lainey grrrr, no Wifi means no facetime, I didn't get to see the babies so just another little irritation to add to my never ending list.

Amy and I sat in the lounge and chatted until the boys arrived back, then I had a quick Lou Lou chat and headed for the Home centre again, multiplugs purchased and once again we headed up the hill, the trouble with bringing electrical equipment from the UK is the plugs, they are all UK plugs and now we have to change all our leads to Israeli lead. We tried the phone in the apartment, but we need to now get a multi phone plug before we can get it working, so guess that is another trip to the home centre.

We opened a bottle of wine and pottered around the apartment until it was time for bed, then we headed home to Crowne Plaza.

Today has been a very frustrating day, and I'm hoping tomorrow will be a little more relaxed.