So yesterday I decided would be a good day to get out and investigate all that the surrounding areas have to offer, I still know very little about Herzliya, or the suburbs surrounding it so time to get the maps out and get on it like sonic.
I walked to the office collected the car and headed in the direction of Tel Aviv, it wasn't that I was actually going into the city I just needed to get my bearings and I find the best way to do that is to get myself lost and find my way home again, My Beloved hates this, although since moving out of Haifa which I have to say is a rabbit warren of one way streets, and paths that go nowhere, he is a lot more comfortable being lost, he is dare I say it even getting to know the roads, which really is amazing as this guy could get lost in a one way street. So I drove around scoping the area, I found a lovely furniture shop which obviously I had to check out, then back on the road again, much like Haifa where I had the twin towers on the mountain to get my bearings, here I have the motorways the route 2 and 20 are on the beach side of the area, the 2 runs from Haifa to Tel Aviv, and the 20 runs through Tel Aviv to meet the 4 which if you stayed on it would run you to the border of Gaza, best to avoid that one me thinks. Anyway having done a kind of circle of the area the motorways were now on my left side which meant that I was headed at least in the general direction of Herzliya, and what do you know I found the shopping area with the car wash I had discovered a while back on another scoping expedition.
I decided to give My Beloved a little treat and get the car washed, so I drove into the parking space with the idea that I would get someone to tell me what I should do to get the car washed, I soon found out when a rather strange looking Russian started shouting at me and pointing, so now I knew that I shouldn't park where I was parking, even if I did want information and by the extended finger routine I was getting I decided it must be his way of telling me, 'you must go over there lady'. So I drove over to the line up for the car wash, so then I was in the queue, I had no choice should I not like the prices, and then we have the problem with the Hebrew again, the guy at the start took me to see another guy who although spoke good English proceeded to try and empty my purse of all my money, I held on tight and handed over the 30 shekels required to get the car back and washed and wiped down and in one piece, phew.
Then it was shopping time, its a little like Chico time, it makes me smile and want to skip and dance, I browsed the shops and I even purchased something, no windy licking for me yesterday, I had cash in my purse and I needed to spend it. I now have a very clever little bag that doubles as a ruck sack too, a bargain I tell you, an absolute bargain. I then had a spot of lunch before I could muster up the energy required to run the gauntlet of the supermarket. Had I realised it was yet another holiday I would have set off for the food run earlier, I felt a little like Dale Winton was hiding in a corner and at any moment would shout out supermarket sweep, I hit the aisles at speed, threw in things I might need, but probably wouldn't use, and then I was at the till, unfortunately I was behind a couple and their twins who only had a few items so you would have thought this would be the quick till, but in fact they took at the very least 30 mins to get through the till because the husband kept disappearing into the store to collect things, check prices, and generally piss me off, and he then lost one of his vouchers under the conveyor belt, now I do have a little sympathy for anyone that loses anything on a conveyor belt, having lost a passport in Egypt many moons ago, but a voucher, give me a break, this gentleman was lucky I didn't give him a break, somewhere around neck area....
Our evening was spent with me throwing together the things I had purchased in the hope that it would resemble a gourmet meal, I think it reached drive through because it definitely wasn't gourmet, anyway while I toiled My Beloved streamed the football, it's a shame really being a Magpie wasn't as thrilling as being a Little red devil but I won't gloat.......
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