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.

Stress (whining again — sorry)

Stress_gfx_frm_mswprd Here we go again!  Both boys are coming on Saturday, my brother-in-law and his family will be here UNTIL Saturday, we’d like the kids to meet our friends in this new neighborhood, I have tons of work, no presents for anyone yet, and between Rick and me we maybe sleep a combination of 8 hours a night.  Not a good combination.

I’m not sure what’s doing it either.  I think I have to find a way to chill and remember what’s important — which is for everyone to have a good time and for me not to stress too much about cooking, etc.  But between our kosher life, the dearth of decent ways to eat out here and the cost of taking everyone out all the time we do need to eat more meals at home than we used to.  So I need to plan.  AND still do work.  AND see friends before the Big Week begins.

Messed_up_kitchen_floor_1 AND do my share of the household maintenance, crooked contractor lawsuit documentation and other pleasures.  (That photo on the left is the unsupported tile floor being taken up to be COMPLETELY redone including the addition of the necessary but OMITTED subfloor.  Oh you have no idea……)

Even so I’m so excited to have the boys here in our "new" house — and the rest just has to settle down.  Kitchen floors and extra people and unpredictability are gifts, not curses.  I know that. 

After all, the boys and Amy will be here, we’re all pretty healthy and still love each other. That’s a good holiday present right there….