Married Woman... me?

Things are going well over here b'Eretz Yisrael.
It's hot, but not unbearably so. The nights are cool enough so that I can sleep. I imagine it will get hotter.
Yesterday we travelled to Jerusalem to visit the Museum on the Seam. We attended an exhibit called Equal and Less Equal. I found it interesting in the exhibit is about "The disparity between the vision of equal opportunity, and its application, is greater than many of us know or are willing to admit." I'm not sure all the students found it very interesting though unfortunately. Perhaps too leftist, too ambiguous, too abstract. Either way it was kind of neat to be on the Seam (where Jordan used to Border Israel). I got into this cab with 3 of my students and it became very clear that our cab driver had no idea where we were going. Oh trying to explain in broken Hebrew/English so much fun. He was very friendly though. So I suppose that's something. Anyway, he left us off at the Damascus Gate. In East J-Lem- for those who do not know, East J-Lem is the Arab part of J-Lem. So it was me, and two religious boys and one girl. It was intimidating at first. But people were really friendly and helped us. So I don't know. It was an interesting experience in the end. And it was rather amusing to learn that we were literally around the corner from where we needed to be. Ah the streets in J-Lem, even more confusing then Montreal.
After that I went to Nikki's friend for a massage. Yup I ditched for an hour- anyway the student were in lecture so I didn't really need to be there. One glorious hour of massage and reflexology which I've never had done. Freaky thing she started with the reflexology and when she was done she goes, do you have problems with your ears... WHOA!!! Freaky. So relaxing.
She used oils and also massaged my back, decollte, face and scalp. Which meant I left her place a very oily grease monkey. My hair was so gross and I knew that I still had a couple of hours for dinner and walking around J-Lem. So I decided I would buy a scarf to cover my head. I asked if anyone knew how to wrap it so I looked bohemian and not fruhm. No one did, but my hair was nasty and clearly I'm superficial so I wrapped it anyway. Better to look fruhm then homeless. In any case I can imagine there was quite a disconnect for most people who passed me, this girl with the covered head in a tight "brainy tee shirt", tight jeans and flip flops. One of my students said I looked married. And proceeded to call me "married woman." Oy.

Tommorrow we got to J-Lem again for Shabbat at the Sephardi Heritage Centre. I haven't seen any of my friends here yet but I've been busy and in the middle of nowhere so it's hard I imagine. Hopefully soon!

Miss you all out there.

Especially bf who I've managed to speak to every day, but it's so hard. I mean I'm having a great time. How could I not? But there is something that's just missing.