Para para Paradise

Hooray its Shabbat and My Beloved has the whole day off, once he had finished with his emails we sorted out beach gear and headed off for the furthest end of the Haifa beach, and although it was a not so busy as Camel beach it wasn't as nice, the beach obviously isn't cleared by the diggers and there was a lot of rubbish on the sand. 


The waters edge was the place to be, walkers and runners and people with dogs, all stomping up and down the miles and miles of sand in droves, I have been told how long this stretch of beach is, but as we all know I don't do numbers so the retention span was zilch.

Dogs should stay at home

We spoke with Bubba Mumma and caught up on the news from Turra toon, then Little Bro who was on a fishing trip with work friends, then we sunned ourselves for a couple of hours before heading to Ein Hod for a trip around the Artists Village and lunch, we had a lovely walk around the village, checking out the art, some of which I just don't get, Art is obviously in the eye of the beholder, and I wasn't beholding it at all.

After Ein Hod we had a mystery tour of the port area looking for Tiv Taam, the Russian supermarket, we din't find it, but one day we will.

We worked our way back home and readied ourselves for our evening of Korean Kuksi, Mr Mark was collected and we drove to Motzkin, collecting wine and Kinder on the way, having been told to bring a packed lunch in case I didn't like the Kuksi I was blown away by this lovely Korean dish, made with beef, coriander dill and rice noodles.

The Beef, the vegetables, the soup and the noodles, KOREAN KUKSI,
all put together = Tasty

Halfway through the evening Jason decided to listen to his favourite Coldplay track whilst watching the accompanying video, over and over and over, until the computer was removed, Jason may not speak English yet, but he will be able to sing a Coldplay track no problem.

We had a lovely evening, Dina had also made traditional bread and butter pudding, and the aroma around the house was amazing as it was baking in the oven. Eventually it was time to leave, well after Jason and I had done some painting on his easel, but I will have to teach him not to mix his colours as my grass was grungy and my sky was bluuur not blue.

Can't wait to see this beauty when it finally breaks free,
found it in the garden next to the washing line