Day 6 (so productive)

Everything is still just a whirlwind of productivity.

As promised, our contact on the kibbutz, code-name Brett, took us to two different cities today: one to set up a bank account and one to arrange for the Ministry of Absorption to put money into said bank account. Before we left, though, Brett told us that the woman who is putting laundry-labels in all of our clothes wants the rest of our stuff this morning. So there was that running around. Blah blah, bank account, blah blah siging a million papers and reading maybe half of three of those, blah blah fees for everything, blah blah figuring out what those fees are, blah blah depositing 10 shekel to make it official, and losing 3.5 of those NIS because we deposited with a teller rather than through the ATM (because we don't have our debit cards yet). Long story short, we are now the proud owners of a bank account with a balance of 6.5NIS ($1.85).

From there, Brett drove us about half an hour to the nearest Ministry of Absorption. By this time, he and the Husbinator are friends, and I'm enjoying their banter. It's nice to have a friend here, not just people who are ridiculously nice to us because that's what they do. Not many forms here, mainly lots of explaining, which is nice, but still slightly overwhelming. Brett drive to a collection of restaurants, we eat schwarma.

Then, big excitement of the day: he asks if we mind terribly if we stop at "Home Center" so he can spikes to keep the boids off his property. We do not mind. In fact, we take the opportunity to buy a wireless router. And thus, I am able to blog away to my little heart's content as Husbinator works gamely at making money.

Today's cute story is brought to you by a tiny three-wheeled golf cart. Lady is driving on said vehicle when she passes a child. Said child is perhaps four years old. "בא תקח טרמפ" she tells him, and up he climbs, and off they ride, leaving me smiling behind them. What she said translates nearly into, "Come hitch a ride," but you need to know that her word choice is used for good old-fashioned hitchhiking, which has yet to go out of style in Israel.