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What a week!  I was in India on business from Sunday until FridaySarah returned from her trip to the USEsther and Daniela went to [http://www.ikea.com/ IKEA] and the beach. [http://jewschool.com/2008/07/22/13916/baruch-obama/ Obama changed his name] from "Barak" to "Baruch".
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This week marks our ''one-solar-year'' anniversary of making aliyah (moving to Israel)We have to wait two weeks to celebrate on the Hebrew calendar (15 Av), but we think we can start nowA recap is in order ...
  
The ladies went to IKEA to correct a problem we've been dealing with poorly for a year: no place to put our plates.  Shabbat plates, that is -- and glasswareWe used to have a china cabinet, but that got sold when we made aliyah.  So our fragile glassware and shabbat china have been precariously perched on (IKEA) bookshelvesNo longer!  After correcting this problem (or perhaps it was before, I wasn't there) they went to the separated beach in Netanya. Not separated by race, but by gender. They enjoyed the scenery and the sun and surf, and then came home and assembled their purchase.
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After planning our aliyah meticulously -- leaving nothing to chance, we thought -- we embarked on our noble adventureJust a few days before we left our house in Bellevue, Washington, the buyers pulled out; leaving us with very few funds and a white elephant to get rid ofFortunately, we had already rented a place in Israel, so we had nothing to worry about in the short term...
  
Sarah finally got home yesterday, after having been delayed in New Jersey for a couple hoursWe are happy to report, however, she made it home fine and is over her fluGlad she wasn't here to give it to us!
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When we arrived, we found out the house was a complete disasterWater leaking in several places, dirt which had probably been brought out of Egypt by the Israelites, a background bouquet of ordure, very unpleasant neighbors and unhelpful landlordsBut at least we spoke Hebrew already, so no problems there...  except for the government agencies, at which we spent many many hours trying to sort out the paperwork which Nefesh B'Nefesh was supposed to have helped us with.  Sarah was despondent, we were upset.
  
India ... what a place! Huge, densely populated, diverse, developing and an assault on the olfactory sensesThis business trip took me to five cities over five days (Mumbai, Bangalore, Delhi, Hyderabad and Chennai), so I can say I've been all over India -- but haven't really seen IndiaCertainly it wasn't an enjoyable trip, as I was working long days and getting no sleepAh, yes, and not eating anything since nothing in India is kosher (more or less). But it was successful from a business standpoint, and that is really important (and the reason I was sent in the first place).
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As time progressed we found that speaking Hebrew did not help when dealing with our neighborsThey were good at lying in any languageThey tried (and succeeded) to avoid paying their share of anything and everythingBut at least there was a ray of sunshine..The clerks at the City Hall of Maaleh Adummim befriended us and helped us out. We started to turn things around.
  
From a Jewish perspective, India was fascinating. I felt completely safe though I wore my kippa all the timeIn fact, the only comments I got were from Israelophiles who went on and on about how much they enjoyed their trips to IsraelEven in the Muslim majority areas, I felt safe.  The people were very nice and polite everywhere I went.  However ...
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In the meantime, I had started working for a small startup in Jerusalem.  Esther resumed working for her former company in the US, Sarah was in school all day and Daniela was learning in JerusalemEventually, we got used to the weather, the people, the culture and all that.  Then we realized we had to get out of the rental, so we looked for and found a houseBy this time, we had sold our house in the US so we were able to actually make it happen.  The exhilaration of looking forward to a "new" house free of our neighbors and landlords, buoyed us through the ensuing months.
  
...however, as a religious Jew you can't help but notice the real, Biblical-level idol-worship going on almost everywhereHindus aren't content with a trinity -- they have tens of thousands of gods.  I heard an explanation that the various divinities are different 'aspects' of some over-godBut then there was the temple to the sun (where the sun itself is worshipped)And the cows (which are also worshipped) allowed to take over the streets because they are holyThe list is endless...
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Finally, not long ago! we moved into the "new" house, and though it ended up costing us more than we had originally planned, the ecstasy of leaving the place we were was overpoweringWe're still basking in the joy of home-ownershipSo far, our aliyah has been successfulThere have been ups and downs, as chronicled on these pagesBut in general I can say there's no place I would rather be,
  
However, as I wasn't staying in anyone's house, nor purchasing anything from anyone, I didn't have too many problemsExcept that (as in most cultures) food is important, and hospitality is paramount -- and my refusal to eat anything but a plate of fruit caused a great deal of frustration to my Indian contactsOh well, they got over it and I'm back in my Land, thank God!  Now that I've experienced India, I will probably more tolerant of Israeli "balagan"India wins, hands down.
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''Indian insights'':  No indoor plumbing? Not a problem, just go wherever you are!  There are signs on walls stating: "Please do not urinate on this wall".  Since the majority are illiterate, however, the signs do no goodAirport security signs: "Items not permitted: ... hand grenades, ... canned food, ..."OK, I get the 'hand grenade' prohibition, though I rather doubt anyone would bring one on board innocently.  But canned food?  Are they really worried someone could take over a plane with the lid from a tuna can?  As it turns out, I did bring canned fish in my carry-on, and no one was the wiser.   
  
And as a final note: praying outside the Land, where you have to kind of guess what direction to pray, cannot be compared to looking out your window at the site where the Holy Temple will be rebuilt, and prayingNo comparison at all.   
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In joyous news, our resident weasel has finally [http://www.israelnationalnews.com/News/News.aspx/127018 announced his resignation]!  Oh, that we could rely on his declaration!  Until I see someone else in his chair, I'll hold back on the celebration.  And afterwards...  who knows how much worse a leader we might get?  Hard to imagine, but the current crop of likely candidates is ''even worse'' than OlmertI'm still holding out for {{wiki|Tvrtko Kale}} for PMHe could really make a difference.
  
More next week, B"H ...
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Speaking of {{wiki2|Beitar_Jerusalem_FC|Beitar Yerushalayim}}, we had an interesting experience coming back from the Malha mall the other day.  Bad timing on our part, we left along with 10,000 Beitar fans (the stadium is right next to the mall).  So we got to see a kind of freaky side of Israeli life - the supposed "right-wing blue-collar" crowd of Beitar supporters.  Honking horns, displaying their team's colors proudly.  It almost made me curious to actually watch a game... but not quite.
  
 
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Hi again!

This week marks our one-solar-year anniversary of making aliyah (moving to Israel). We have to wait two weeks to celebrate on the Hebrew calendar (15 Av), but we think we can start now. A recap is in order ...

After planning our aliyah meticulously -- leaving nothing to chance, we thought -- we embarked on our noble adventure. Just a few days before we left our house in Bellevue, Washington, the buyers pulled out; leaving us with very few funds and a white elephant to get rid of. Fortunately, we had already rented a place in Israel, so we had nothing to worry about in the short term...

When we arrived, we found out the house was a complete disaster. Water leaking in several places, dirt which had probably been brought out of Egypt by the Israelites, a background bouquet of ordure, very unpleasant neighbors and unhelpful landlords. But at least we spoke Hebrew already, so no problems there... except for the government agencies, at which we spent many many hours trying to sort out the paperwork which Nefesh B'Nefesh was supposed to have helped us with. Sarah was despondent, we were upset.

As time progressed we found that speaking Hebrew did not help when dealing with our neighbors. They were good at lying in any language. They tried (and succeeded) to avoid paying their share of anything and everything. But at least there was a ray of sunshine... The clerks at the City Hall of Maaleh Adummim befriended us and helped us out. We started to turn things around.

In the meantime, I had started working for a small startup in Jerusalem. Esther resumed working for her former company in the US, Sarah was in school all day and Daniela was learning in Jerusalem. Eventually, we got used to the weather, the people, the culture and all that. Then we realized we had to get out of the rental, so we looked for and found a house. By this time, we had sold our house in the US so we were able to actually make it happen. The exhilaration of looking forward to a "new" house free of our neighbors and landlords, buoyed us through the ensuing months.

Finally, not long ago! we moved into the "new" house, and though it ended up costing us more than we had originally planned, the ecstasy of leaving the place we were was overpowering. We're still basking in the joy of home-ownership. So far, our aliyah has been successful. There have been ups and downs, as chronicled on these pages. But in general I can say there's no place I would rather be,

Indian insights: No indoor plumbing? Not a problem, just go wherever you are! There are signs on walls stating: "Please do not urinate on this wall". Since the majority are illiterate, however, the signs do no good. Airport security signs: "Items not permitted: ... hand grenades, ... canned food, ...". OK, I get the 'hand grenade' prohibition, though I rather doubt anyone would bring one on board innocently. But canned food? Are they really worried someone could take over a plane with the lid from a tuna can? As it turns out, I did bring canned fish in my carry-on, and no one was the wiser.

In joyous news, our resident weasel has finally announced his resignation! Oh, that we could rely on his declaration! Until I see someone else in his chair, I'll hold back on the celebration. And afterwards... who knows how much worse a leader we might get? Hard to imagine, but the current crop of likely candidates is even worse than Olmert. I'm still holding out for Tvrtko Kale for PM. He could really make a difference.

Speaking of Beitar Yerushalayim, we had an interesting experience coming back from the Malha mall the other day. Bad timing on our part, we left along with 10,000 Beitar fans (the stadium is right next to the mall). So we got to see a kind of freaky side of Israeli life - the supposed "right-wing blue-collar" crowd of Beitar supporters. Honking horns, displaying their team's colors proudly. It almost made me curious to actually watch a game... but not quite.

Shabbat shalom!



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