IF I KNEW THE WAY, I WOULD TAKE YOU HOME: TEL AVIV TO FRANKFURT AND THEN SOME

Bye_bye_israelWhen you arrive in Israel this ramp is the entrance to your visit — the gateway to Ben Gurion Airport.  When you leave, it’s the way out, too.  It’s as good a spot as any to start this final travel post.  Just a few last looks around.

VatThis is VAT, where you get refunds on Israeli sales taxes if you live outside the country.  Some line, huh?

Euro1Our trip went through Frankfurt and we had a long layover – so why now lunch downtown?  It’s a quick trip from the airport on the train – for five bucks.  Which is relevant – because, right in the center of the first square past the station is this statue of — a EURO!!!  There was a sculpture of one, too, further down the street. 

Ffurt_cranesThe city is growing, too.  I love this picture — new being built around the old.  Right in the middle of town…

Stasi_frankfurtThis is the last picture.  When I was in Berlin I went to the Stasi Museum, built in the old headquarters of the Stasi secret police in East Germany.  It’s a hated memory across the country, so this political poster stuck on a mailbox just seemed a way to tie up this trip too.  In Europe and here – and probably most other places, the ghosts of past horrors are how we interpret the present. 

That’s why it’s so great to travel — and so great to come home, bearing our lessons with us.

SCARY DAY – THEY DON’T CALL IT TERRORISM FOR NOTHING

REPOSTED FROM VOX 8/10:
Lately we always wake up early — lots of hassles in our life right now — and so the TV was on from about 5. Once we turned it on and saw what was happening, of course there was no way to turn it off. This is a very scary time. I’ve been in Heathrow a zillion times so it was scarier; it’s always worse when you can envision yourself in the place where the trouble’s happening.

It all was compounded by the fact that our older son had just returned from London. Since he’s on planes all the time I’ve stopped letting myself think about it but this is different – far too tangible for me. I know I’m suggestible and don’t bring nearly enough skepticism to the situation but it is too creepy. Besides, we all know that when we feel no prospect for control things feel worse.

I remember how both kids reacted to 9/11 — living on the opposite coast from us and so far away. One of the sad things about that horror and what followed is that it has caused so much pain to the generations who followed my own. Even the Oliver Stone film promos remind us (paraphrasing) “every generation is impacted by something, THIS was ours.” (THIS being 9/11 of course) It’s all just so hard to accept – not so much for me but for my kids and all the other younger people who started out in the tech revolution with so much promise for their futures then watched as those in power seemed to walk into a wall and have no idea how to recover. We all like to leave our kids in better shape than we were. My (Depression-era/WW II) parents did that for us — I’m pretty sure we haven’t passed it on.

Oh – and about security:

I’m also trying to figure out how I would do without

a] My Big Giant Purse

b] My laptop

c] My wheelie

d] At least 3 books and 4 magazines

e] A bottle of water

And where I would put

a] My car key with the keyless entry button (forbidden)

b] My copy of my husband’s car key with the keyless entry button (also forbidden)

c My iPod

d] My Treo

e] Another book

f] Cheese from the Red Carpet Room

How are the rest of us feeling? Am I just a wuss?