That night a group of us met my painting teacher, Talia, in Tel Aviv to explore the city during the kickoff of it's art season. She is really cool. Looks like an American Apparel model with her thick glasses and lack of bra. She led us to some amazing galleries, a few of them with some of her artwork...very good. My favorite was a 3D exhibit, where we were required to wear 3D glasses to view the artist's pictures of a 1950's living room from all different angles. We also visited this gallery that showed an artist who created life-size stuffed rats, and constructed a makeshift schul within the gallery but replaced the traditional prayer books with this manuscripts of a religion he made up, and on the sides of the ark were giant rats.
We got home at about 1:30. The sherut (basically a public taxi) ride home was terrible because our arab driver didn't understand that when he said it cost 5 additional sheckels each to get to Mount Scopus, it meant we were allowed to get off the sherut after we paid that amount.
He got into an argument with us and said we owed him 10 sheckels each more. We said no. Olivia tried to get off the sherut and the driver actually started to close the door on her. Thankfully, the security guard came out when he heard us yelling, and settled the thing. Ech.
When I collapsed on my bed, I slept soundly until...let's just say, very late. I woke up, had a banana, and went to the shuk. It was crazy crowded (as are Israeli markets before shabbat) and incredibly hot. I wanted to buy chicken (because I haven't cooked any animal since I've gotten here). I also bought some food and flowers for a picnic tomorrow for my Spanish friend, Agostina's, birthday.
We don't have an oven, so i'm gonna have to do some seared chicken thing with some lemon wine sauce maybe. Agostina's making rice. I'll make some cauliflower and israeli salad. I bought a challah and it smells fresher than P-Diddy right out of the pool.
Good Shabbos!
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