We got up early and said goodbye to Yehudit and Doryon.
Off we go to Netanya, where Safta lives! But first, we had to check out the town and the beach in Netanya.
We got to the Netanya promenade just in time for the daytime national siren for soldier’s memorial day. Everyone in the entire country stands for these two minutes of silence! It’s very moving.
And after the siren, life goes right back to normal.
Then we walked to Safta’s house (my mom’s mom):
After Safta, we drove to Kibbutz Bachan, where we visited the family that “adopted” me while I was living there as a lone soldier from abroad in the Israeli army. It was realy nice to show Dan and Courtney an Israeli kibbutz. What was interesting to me was that Dan told me when he learned about Kibbutzim in Hebrew school as a kid, he understood it to be a place where everyone in the community lived together — so he expected to see everyone living in one building! He was surprised to see that it’s actually a secure, gated agricultural community.
Anyway, the Rakiaru family hosted us with a big meal and a congratulatory toast for my and Dan’s upcoming wedding!
After the Kibbutz, we drove to Tel Aviv. Dan and I were exhausted, which was too bad because it was Israeli Independence Day, a huge party night in Israel. Isaac and Courtney went out for a bit, though. The next morning we had a long day ahead of us, as were were headed south to the Dead Sea.