Now's a good time for a shout-out to the program that we're on. It's called "Bayit Rishon B'Moledet" which literally translates to "First Home in the Homeland." They call themselves a 'soft landing' and that is *exactly* what they provide. We got our (government-issued) free ride from the airport to our kibbutz, where we were met by two members of the absorption committee. They had our apartment set up for us, down to made beds, and they helped us bring our stuff upstairs, then led us to lunch. There is lots and lots of (figurative) hand-holding, and it's exactly what I want.
Today I was taken to the on-site clinic, for reasons not clearly explained to me. Turns out I was getting us in their system and making an appointment for Baby Spiderman's well-visit! And there I just assumed it would be three months before we had medical care, because seriously, there is a limit to how much I can figure out at a time.
Early next week someone from the kibbutz will drive us to town to set up a bank account, which apparently takes all day. Stuff like that. I mean, the first day we were here, we stopped by the kibbutz's IT guy and he gave us a router, so we had internet immediately.
Today, our absorption contact person (must think of nickname for her soon) brought us a tablecloth for Shabbat--and a cheesecake.
OK, must sign off and do what must be done an hour before Shabbos.
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