So, it is new years day, and it is very special. On this day, once a year, it is actually illegal to do business. So people fast and meditate, no one drives a car or goes to work. Seem like a great tradition to reflect on your life before starting a new year.
Without the airplanes, cars and bars it was blissfully quiet and we all had a blessed sleep. After that, I went out to see Rothschild Boulevard, the rest of the year packed with cars 24 hours a day, empty.
A lot of families with small kids use this opportunity to run on the streets with bicycles, everyone seems in a festive and joyous mood. The occasional kid falls over on the street and mommy or daddy is coming to help. To see the people of Israel this relaxed and joyful actually makes me feel what they build for themselves here much stronger than the banks skyscrapers, now standing there as useless background to a peaceful scenery of people enjoying themselves.
It was nice to see Dizengof center not selling women’s shoes and surrounded by traffic for once.
Infected by the general inflective spirit, I ended up at the beach thinking about my life, people and everything.
In the evening, two of the roommates prepared Dinner for all of us, fasting or not. So the flat came together, enjoying delicious food and relaxed and joyous conversation.
It was a special experience, and I am glad to have taken part in it.