2025-03 Israel

Israel 22,

April 12, 2025,

Hi Everyone,

Yesterday I went to Richon Letzion, where I met up with my cousin Richard and his friends for a run on the beach. We usually meet up at Golda’s, the famous ice cream shop chain and then come back there after the run for an ice cream or frozen yogurt and a cappuccino. This time we ran for 10 km which I have not done for some time. My usual run is for 5 to 7 km. running time was 1:20 which is not bad for a 75 year old man with white hair. I am scheduled to do the World Championship Triathlon for Canada in Australia in October in the sprint division. If I get ambitious later in the summer, maybe I will try to do an olympic distance triathlon. The weather was perfect for a run, 18C with a breeze that made running rather pleasant.

In the afternoon I did some shopping. I walked to Hostage Square which has not changed much since last year except the posters showed some wear and tear from having been out in the weather for a whole year. I think that it gives you the feeling of how the health of the hostages must be with wear and tear that their bodies have suffered having been in the tunnels for over 500 days. The hostages, when released show obvious signs of weight loss and malnutrition. The Palestinians in Gaza, who according to the media, are on the verge of a humanitarian crisis and starvation since day 1, still appear to be fat and well fed.

I purchased a ‘bring them home’ necklace and pendant for my American friend who had forgotten to get one as a volunteer. He lives in Michigan and I will mail it to him on my return to Montreal as promised. I then walked over to the Asrieli complex and mall. The 3 buildings are very impressive from the outside and probably house offices. The mall was nice but resembles many other malls that I have visited. I purchased 2 boxes of Leonidas Belgian chocolate. I will give one to my cousin Shari and I will bring one to tonight’s seder. I took the bus back to my hotel. I have an Israeli bus and train pass that you can reload with shekels. I have become quite adept at negotiating the bus, train and metro system in Tel Aviv.

Last evening I drove to Shari’s house near Beersheba. It takes 1:20 to drive there on good roads and an autoroute. With Waze, I have no trouble getting around anywhere in Israel. I wonder if the members of BDS still use Waze to get around as Waze is an Israeli company. They probably still use it as they want you to desist from using Israeli products but not themselves. Shari lives on a moshav. A moshav resembles a kibbutz except that the homes are owned by individuals and not the community as in a kibbutz. The major equipment is owned by the community but each individual is responsible for his own produce. We had Shabat dinner with her family and extended family. Shari’s school was devastated last year on Oct. 7 when she lost many friends, former students and students. She says that is very sad to see the empty chairs where her students used to sit. It is an ongoing reminder of what happened on Oct 7 and what the world is doing to forget about in their efforts to ‘Free Palestine’ leaving Hamas in charge again. A ceasefire only means that Israel ceases and Hamas reloads and fires.

I am sitting out on the rooftop terrace writing my blog. The view of the sea is as beautiful as always. Yesterday and today there is a strong wind with 2-3 foot breakers crashing on the beach. It was not warm enough for swimming yesterday but hopefully it will warm up later in the afternoon. There are whitecaps everywhere making me wish that I could go out sailing. While in Jaffa a few days ago, I visited the old port and spoke with a man who was sitting on an older Benateau First, 35 foot sailboat. He lives on his boat most of the time and has an apartment in Beersheba. He goes to Greece sometimes which is a 4 day crossing. My dream life perhaps in another life…

Love,

Brian

Hostage Square, Tel Aviv,

Asrieli Complex and Mall,

The view from the terrace of my hotel on the beach in Tel Aviv

2025-03 2025

Israel 16,

April 5, 2025,

Hi Everyone,

Today was a great day as usual. I woke up reasonably early, wrote my blog on my feelings of the events in Canada, went down to the beach and let my mind wander to pleasant thoughts. It was 21 C with a cool breeze. The beach had its usual amount of people but very few people in the water. It reminds me of what I have heard about Florida in December. The Florida natives are dressed up warmly and the Canadians are in their bathing suits and swimming. Only a small part of the beach was open for swimming, the rest was black flagged.

After lathering up with suntan oil, I lay in the sun on a rented lounge chair until I was warm enough to go into the water. I swam out to the breakwater as usual but I was the only swimmer out there. There were small waves today but there was a strong current blowing in a northerly direction. Although I had no trouble swimming to shore, I found myself blown 200 meters further up the beach onto the black flagged beach. The life guards didn’t whistle or say anything to me. I guess that they are used to me swimming out to the breakwater. I warmed up by taking a long walk on the beach and had my usual Magnum ice cream for lunch.

In the evening I went for dinner at my cousin Rochelle’s place. They bought a new apartment with 3 bedrooms and their own private safe room in the apartment itself. The safe room is reinforced with thick concrete. After a long talk to get us up to date with family news, one of her daughters took me for a long walk to see the neighbourhood called Peta Tikva. The Israel architecture is amazing. The taller build are no more than 8-12 stories high. Each apartment is different although most are built with the same stone. Each apartment faces in a different direction. There are many parks filled with young people playing soccer and basketball. I was very impressed.

Love,

Brian

my Krav Maga team

2025-03 Israel

Israel 9,

Mar. 28-29, 2025,

Hi Everyone,

We got back to Tel Aviv at around 4:00 pm. Most of the volunteers took a taxi to the hotel. I elected to take a bus as I have a pass and wanted to do some shopping in Dizengoff Square which is a circle. I purchased a few necessities and then walked back to Maxim, a distance of 10 minutes. I was glad to get back to the hotel and get my old room back. At 6:00 we had the usual wine and soup and then 3 of us went down to the beach for supper. As usual in the evening there was a cool breeze and we could hear the waves lapping up on the shore.

Friday morning I usually go to the laundromat to wash my week’s laundry. Friday was no exception. It’s silly I suppose, but I love laundromats. They are always the same, buy the powdered soap, choose a washing machine, and pay for 30 minutes. Usually I go for a cappuccino at the cafe next door. I was disappointed to find that the cafe had closed so I just sat outside on a chair and read my emails. The dryer lasted for another30 minutes and I then I was on my way back to the hotel with a fresh batch of clean clothes.

I skipped lunch and went off to the beach which is just across the street. They were not renting chairs yet so I just found a place on the sand. The beach was crowded but you can always find a 10 ft private space for yourself. I lathered up with lotion and lay down to get my first suntan. When I was hot enough, I went for a swim. It was 30C with no breeze and the water was dead calm. The beach was black flagged, meaning no swimming, or swim at your own risk as there were no life guards. There were no swimming signs everywhere. Every hour or so, there was a taped announcement that swimming was dangerous and prohibited. That did not prevent the Israelis from going into the water and swimming. I swam out to the breakwater twice, a distance of 250m, 1 km in total, not bad for a first swim since October.

The Tel Aviv beach is fabulous. The boardwalk extends for miles with restaurants, cafes and bars all along the way. The Israelis are incredibly fit. I did not see 1 overweight person on the beach. The men are 6ft tall, dark skinned, muscled, and very good looking. The typical Ashkenazie Jew that we think of is long gone. There has been 3 generations of intermarriage between the Ashkenazi Jews from Europe, the Sephardic Jews from North Africa and the Mizrahi Jews from the Middle East. Add to that the new arrival of Russian Jews, Yemenites and Ethiopians and you get an incredible mix of genes and cultures. When you see a French person, you usually know by their look that they are French. The same is true for Italians and Greeks. Now, with the intermarriage there is a typical Israeli look both with the men and the women. The women are relatively tall and absolutely gorgeous. They are usually dark skinned with dark hair. Once again they all appear to be in good shape. The men wear shorts for bathing suits. The women wear strings, front, back and top. Everyone is playing soccer, keep the soccer ball in the air with everyone in a circle, volleyball, paddle ball and frisbee. You have to dodge the balls if you are walking on the beach. I had a Magnum ice cream for lunch at 4:00.

I was invited for Shabat dinner at Vickie’s. As usual she had other invited guests. Her brother and sister-in-law were there. Her sister-in-law is from New York and made Alliah in 1970 about the same time that I came to Israel for the first time. I was close to making a similar decision at the time but in the end elected to go to France to study medicine. A Swiss-American doctor was also invited and is working as a paramedic on an ambulance like me. We had a splendid evening together.

Today was more of the same. I had some business to catch up with with the College des Medecins de Quebec that took several hours. I then headed off to the beach. It was slightly cooler today with a 20 knot breeze on the water. There were many sailboats out and I envied them. There were 3 foot waves and the usual no swimming signs and announcements. There were a fair number of surfers out taking advantage of the waves. I swam out to the breakwater. I had to do a breast stroke to see the waves coming and to get past them. Every time I saw a wave, I dove down and let it go ever my head. Eventually, I reached the breakwater. I was the only swimmer out there and the surfers looked like they were wondering what I was doing there. I will admit that it was a little crazy on my part and perhaps somewhat dangerous, but I felt really good and I was swimming well. After my swim, I rested for half an hour and then ran 10 km along the beach in 1:10. Overall it is not a great time but for me it is not bad. Richard asked me to run a 10 km with him next Friday so I must practice a bit this week.

We sat around the table for for our usual wine and soup. A young German girl told us that she was supposed to go to the Nova Festival but some how ended up giving her ticket to her best friend. Her friend was one of the persons killed at the concert. She is in the process of converting and making Aliah. Her husband who is Israeli and in the army was killed several weeks later. Several persons at the table did their best to comfort her and a few of them were crying with her. What a tragedy. How do you get past an experience like that and continue with your life.

Love,

Brian