Israel in July

Since I wrote last I have been to Israel for my loved one's brother's wedding. It was "over the top", by the sea, massive amounts of food and exciting, but finishing long before it should have finished. It was also a bit nerve wrecking meeting a load of family and as usual a bit boring at times when I stood in a group of Hebrew speaking friends with a phoney smile on my face pretending that I was not present.

The Drummer Boy had got us an apartment in the centre of Tel Aviv so that we could enjoy being together more fully. I mean, I adore his parents but it feels a bit weird sleeping on a bumpy fold-away bed that sqeeks every time you breath - in the room right next to his parents.

The apartment in Tel Aviv was huge and empty apart from some humungous cockroaches who fought for my attention with the hungry mosquitos. Also it was extremely noisy because of the cars, mopeds, trucks, buses, people and cats on the streets outside. What is it with all the honking in Israel?!

I became very sick just after I arrived in Israel, only a major cold but a few days after the Drummer Boy caught it as well only this time the major cold germs had metamorphosed themselves into deadly super cold germs. This is according to the Drummer Boy who was seriously dying for 24 hours. After surviving that first day and night (I mean myself) everything more or less went back to normal. Drummer boy a little paler after his near death experience and myself a bit less impressed by my love.

One of my favorite things in this apartment was our neighbour who every day around noon got up and stood with one foot on the balcony railing next to his dog and watched the world go by.