Sunday in the Park, then gorge

 Sunday morning I sure felt fine. Well, not so much. Saturday night's sleep began at 11ish and stalled out at 1:30. I fell back asleep a few hours later and then it was 10AM. I'm sure I was asleep but I have no memory of it. No proof. Pics or it didn't happen. But if you have pics, you are going to get arrested. Stop stalking me. Or don't. It's really OK.

I started walking up Bezalel and I noticed how curteous and conscientious the drivers are here. Here's an example -- I was walking past a pedestrian mall area and noticed a car on it. It was moving back and forth. Finally, it adjusted itself into a parking mode, properly behind the car in front of it which was also parked on a pedestrian mall area. 

My daily goal was to grade my papers. To that end, I was marginally successful.

Jerusalem, in terms of food options is an embarrassment of riches. I left the house expecting to get coffee, but I saw so many different places to eat that I didn't want to limit myself to coffee. But every time I saw a place I wanted to consider, I thought of any number of reasons not to. I wanted to wait and see what else was available, or maybe I didn't want to be fleishig, or I did, or I simply didn't know. I also didn't want to go some place I had been before and yet I didn't want to risk not liking the food at a new place. So I ended up at Big Apple Pizza just because. It is much easier to be lazy.

I stopped along the way to grade papers, but it was tough to focus because it was a lovely day and I hate grading papers. I saw a Seidman along the way and eventually wandered my way (I had been strolling through the shuk and all around the area) back to N+D and I availed myself of their resources (mostly a couch). Then Eyal and I both went for a walk. I, to capture and consume a dinner and he, to make sure I made it back OK. David recommended "Joseph's" and I am not one to argue with a recommendation.  We were both successful -- I got a Sloppy Joseph (that's what it is called on the menu), plus sweet potato chips, and a couple o' beers. Then back to the house for an evening of talking to family and reading.

Tomorrow, my aim is to take a public bus BY MYSELF! I'm a little nervous. Wish me luck and let's hope that my next post doesn't include words like "lost" and "Young Israel of Riyadh." More later.