Sorry I haven’t done my own post in the past few days, but getting the Purim blog concept ready has taken all my time, and then I decided to spend some quality time with my oldest son.
Continuing in the tradition of bringing you the latest and greatest of the Holy Land, I will tell you about our recent tiyul.
It was actually our first tiyul together, and while I am not Zocheh to live there (I just get to visit for work when I’m not escaping from
Parts of the story I won’t discuss (after all you’ll ask why these things always happen to me), but the highlights of the visit were Broadway & 42nd Street when we stopped to take a photograph near the Gap, and another overlooking the Brooklyn Bridge on our way to J&R for shopping.
Ahh, as Chardal would tell you, even breathing the air (and drinking the water) makes one feel richer, though he would probably throw in a pasuk and a medrash to explain why.
Of course, it was drinking the water that was the problem, and it involved a Brita filter, Shabbat and our host, another well known Blogger. But as I said that’s another story which I won’t discuss.
But my son was really surprised when out of the blue our host asked if he knew who JoeSettler was. He let out an abababababa and then a really loud shriek with some fake tears. Basically it meant that it was time for my wife to feed him.
Wherever I am, my blog turns towards the Goldena Medina