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30-4-2002 07:18 | This is a slightly modified extract from an email to my mum about my tiyyul (excurison / trip) to the south of Israel last week.
Last monday morning (22/4/2002), the English Machzor (group) of my Machon programme left for their Southern Tiyyul, leaving the campus in Jerusalem at 2am, to climb Masada and see the sunrise. The climb was very... exhiliarating to get to the top, in what could have been perfect weather with a slightly cool wind, and see the sun rise over the dead sea... Which, of course, that afternoon, we went to and had a nice swim in before lunch. That evening we spent in Mitzpeh Ramon, overlooking the Machtesh Romon "crater" where I also went for a small walk at sunset and saw Ibexes clambering up cliff faces, and a blue haze from between the mountains against the bright yellow of the horizon of dusk sky. But despite it sounding so beautiful, the group of very noisy Israeli kids and the fact that there weren't any towels or soap provided in the hostel made it not as nice a stay as it could be. But then again, it was only for the night, as the morning took us to a hike. Our first real hike was Tuesday morning in Nahal Gov, where pre-state Jewish defence groups would sneak their soldiers into the Negev's hills, despite the British use of Bedouin-Tracker police, for training. It was mostly a downhill hike, with many fun parts, like natural slides, ladders, ropes leading one down an otherwise difficult slope, and so added to the fun of the general hike nature - wearing t-shirts for hats, backpack with packed lunches and water always ready, and the occasional halt of the group for the girls to go ahead and find a toilet in the wilderness. Despite the fun, the hike was only a couple of hours, and so the afternoon was spent driving down the 3 hours to Eilat. Eilat is the place Eilat always is. The bridge between Egypt and Jordan, the world where the national language is pretty much foriegn, where consumerism plays a main part in daily life, and most people there are only temporary. Hotels of pyramidic build, or built as palaces fit for Herod, line the coast of a light blue bay (a coral reef to the west) where there is music pumping day and night - no doubt per capita of permanent residency, this detached city from the state uses more electricity than any other in Israel. Tourists abound on the beachside, in the bars, in the shuks (in sale of sunglasses, "happy pants", pirated compact discs, and other sorts of tourist junk), as well as the much more expensive Kanyon Mul Hayam (shopping centre opposite the Sea), speaking Hebrew or, more occasionally than in previous years, languages from around the world. Planes fly overhead every few minutes to bring travellers from Lod, or from around Europe. We stayed & spent our time till after the tiyyul, in fact till after shabbat, in Eilat, much of the time doing as we want. But Wednesday and Thursday were still there for hiking and a programmed adventure and so Wednesday morning, again with packed lunches, we did a 3 hour hike starting with mostly an uphill climb, to find ourselves at a mountain where we looked down, held hands, until we reached the peak, and awoke to find where we truly were. Egypt was the mountains on the right, farther off, on a sunny day, we could have seen Syria, and on the left, there as always were the Jordanian mountains. But straight in front you could see the Palm trees on the coast, where the desert blends into the seas of the Gulf of Eilat / Aqaba. The rest of that hike we spent walking down to the palm trees where we ate lunch and got a quick instruction on coral reefs before seeing them for ourselves. Adorning masks and snorkels (shnorkelim in Hebrew), we waded out into the freezing cold water and saw small mounds of polup life, with reef fish of stripes and colours and fantastic numbers swerving their way throughout and going about their daily lives. And if the reef itself wasn't enough, the showers at that private beach were hot and refreshing, and I just had to keep pressing the button, keeping in mind a guilty conscience of a water shortage. The next morning, Thursday, we started our hike just before six, not to see the sunrise, just simply to take the day when it was not too warm, as we would be out on the hills for six hours. Not everyone joined us, at least not for the entire time- many were driven back to the hostel after breakfast and spent the day by the beach and at the shuk (market). Breakfast was packed in our bags, but not like our lunches before as made sandwiches, one would carry a loaf of bread, another a bag of cucumbers, a box of baby tomatoes, grape juice in a bag, or packgage of chocolate and jam spreads. The hike was at points challenging, with every peak seeming to appear just when you thought you were at the top, but it was not too hard work, and definitely was rewarding enough, despite a few small falls on my clumsy feet. The rocks of the negev of different colours, of orange and red, sandy, or black of granite, purple and sparkling, all wonderful when seen from afar or from close. It was a hike with a bit of everything in it and definitely made for a good morning, with once again perfect weather, having cooled off from the hot weather we had found in Eilat the days before. We also, for serenity's sake, walked through the Hidden Valley, treading, one at a time, through the sand with high cliff faces on either side (around a fault lines of once-a-century quakes), finally exiting the hike via Israel's only seismic measurement station. Once the Southern Tiyyul as such was finished, we were free... free to sleep. I slept. But nonetheless friday morning I woke up much earlier than most, got up in time for breakfast, in order to go for a nice dip down at the beach, where I then stayed for an hour after my swim. It was a very relaxing morning, ended off with a very different afternoon. Sol Hardy and co had organised a game of Paintball that afternoon - a slightly violent and possibly painful game that is restricted in Australia to 18+. In teams, and with different scenarios or goals, we would have a handful of timed rounds in which we would hide behind obstacles to aviod being shot by balls of coloured gelatin "paint", while of course firing ourselves in order to reach a target, or to stop the other team doing so. It's a very thrilling and exciting game, though some people ended up wuth quite painful-looking bruises. For Friday night, we found that the only Shul in the area was in the hotel next door, and on our way through the hotel, found that it was in fact a pretty nice hotel. It's themed with the under-water, a submarine made of rock, big blue swimming pools, moats of fish, garbage bins that look like dolphins, or periscopes, bridges and water slides, a glass walled elevator that rises up a coral-reef wallpaper, and somehow when walking through the curving corridoors of the building, one gets the sense of dizzy rocking side-to-side, as if nearly on a boat. It's quite amazing! But shul was nice and, Benjy K & I being the only ones not afraid to stay till the end of the long Sephardi shul service and thus come late to dinner, we ended up with our own bottle of Shabbat wine to say kiddush over, and so of course drink throughout the meal. =) On shabbat afternoon, we also decided to go on a walk up to Jordan's border (or at least that of no-man's land). It really isn't very far and didn't take too long, being just a few hundred metres past the last hotel on Eilat's promenade. You can see Jordan's Aqaba and, if not, their mountains for sure, from nearly anywhere in Eilat. That evening, at 8:30, 40 minutes after Shabbat, we had planned to leave, but of course Benji Holzman, and for once a couple of others, didn't finish packing their bag till after the last minute. Nonetheless we got back to Kiryat Moriah in the early hours of the morning, and despite the freezing cold, it felt very good to finally see Jerusalem again. |
17-10-2001 18:31 | A few new thoughts, which didn't appear nicely to my subscribers.... a more colourful version is now on the thought page =) |
19-9-2001 23:55 | check out my backgrounds and wallpaper!
that's it for now... |
13-8-2001 22:35 | Yes, i've also noticed PLENTY of inactivity in this web log. It's probably because of trials, and i'm having too much fun doing them to write in my web log and all.
But, alas, i've had no fun of exams for the last couple of days and have had to resort to adding this entry, which really is to tell u guys that i've added an HSC page! It's hopefully going to grow to be australia's major provider of HSC notes, past papers, links and information, and I'll get paid lots of cash just for the major australian media coporations and coca-cola and CSR to put their ads on it. But for now, it's just got headings, a few links, a handful of notes. But you guys don't ask for too much. I'm sure a handful will be plenty for now. |
19-7-2001 15:48 | I came back from Hineni Winter Camp (camp continuity / machane hem shechiyout) a couple of days ago (sunday). It was only short since there wouldn't have been many yr12 kids willing to miss any more work time. But it was SUCH a good camp, with the best group of mads and channies, and just the most amazing break away from a school-based life.
I still haven't gotten over the lack of sleep yet fully, or maybe I'm just doing my normal routine of staying up too late. Anyway, I've been in such a camp mood that i've put up the photos and another new gallery already [note i've still got 10 pics from camp on film to come once I've finished the roll]. Otherwise these holidays are mostly for work (and filling out shnat forms... must remember to do), as sad as that may seem. It turns out that I'm actually not getting as much work done as I'd like, but I am getting a pretty thorough knowledge at most of the chem and phys stuff (now I just have to do the other ones quickly). You may have noticed I'm suddenly capitalising everything where I never did before. I think I've just got myself into the habit of nearly typing properly because I keep doing notes.... Jordan's submitted a new thought, which he says he actually got from some year 9 or 8 love anthology thing we wrote in school. I've considered adding some of my older writings and poems (from 1992 to 1998 I think).... Should I? I may need to change the system so that there are pages of lists, etc, alphebetical listing maybe, or search... tell me what you think. |
5-7-2001 19:45 | with all the added responsibility, organisation and freedom of a new bedroom, i decided to sort my loose packets of photos into an album. or at least most of the photos.... so now i'm filling everything from tis to however long i can manage until the 300 slots in the album are done.
as ilana noticed when organising (labelling) all my packs of photos when she dropped by early this year, i'm missing shnat sem photos! in fact, all the great photos from april 2000 and around then (like the thing at danielle's place). now that i've cleaned out my room, i'm *quite* sure they're not in there.... so if you have any way of curing my depression in missing this great roll, or preferably, happen to have ANY possible idea of where they could be, pleeeeaaaaaaseeeeeee let me know! oh, and on the topic of photos, we may have a few photos coming to the site soon, since i got the roll i've been keeping in my camera since may finally developed. |
24-6-2001 21:23 | I'm now pretty comfortably set into my new room, and in the process of wondering how the hell I shared one for 17 years.
Well, another relatively boring (and nearly equally workless) weekend gone by. Though I have plenty of work to do, me, being me has done more than me usually expects from me, but still not enough to bring it up to my standards... With nothing much else to do last night, I simply preyed on the innocence of Ilana, who was probably meant to be studying for 3 exams in the coming week, by interrupting her with a phone call of hours of idle and useless chatter about nothing... After which, at at earliest, 11pm, I decided to eat dinner. So I stayed up a bit late last night, for no reason, only woke up this morning at 10 to midday, using the time in what was left of the ever-useful Sunday morning, and far beyond, rather than to sort my notes as Mr Steinmann suggested, to advance myself in my position in the Hitchhiker's Guide to The Galaxy "trilogy". By 2:36, I had made my way through much of the third book and was up to chapter 6 of the 4th, So Long and Thanks For All the Fish: not very fast reading, mind you, but a lot of useful time wasted. But I enjoyed it. I don't think Arthur Dent's saga makes a very good excuse for not having done much work, but it certainly made a slightly relaxed weekend. |
18-6-2001 13:00 | sorry, i gave a very misleading link to jacob's thing yestersay. i forgot the http:// part. it's meant to be here. i also gave misleading information about it. it's not *that* good. ok, j/k... have a good one! |
17-6-2001 18:38 | wellll i'm proud to announce that my members thing works. maybe. sign up here to find out.
jacob is very proud of his new projectile motion javascript thing. so i thought i could extend his pride to my non-existant viewers out there. check it out at your own risk. warning it's still quite buggy. but the BEST news is (well after maths moving back from friday arvos to monday p2), and my birthday being great (thanks to all you guys), that i'm getting my own room, FINALLY!!!! and like it's even not too small.... it lives next to "the net room" in my house (so it's already nearly my natural environment), in the attached semi, so i've basically got a semi to myself. and a bathroom and kitchen. pity the bathroom has a washing machine in it... and the kithcen has no food. and to get to the real kitchen i have to go outside, but otherwise it's all good. i might nearly have as much shelving as i need now (and way too many drawers). just thought i'd share my excitement with you guys. now i just have to wait till some paint patches dry to move all my stuff (and me) in! yay! |
16-6-2001 23:37 | well i don't think that worked, but it doesn't matter.....
there are a couple of new thoughts lying around the site, one from me, one from alla... check them out! i'm too tired to keep typing. |
16-6-2001 23:21 | "well, you say, it's about bloody time you posted something here"
well, bad luck, i'm not, well, i may be soon. but for now i'm just here to tell you that when i DO post, you will know. this is because i have built a neat little thing that lets you sign up and will email you, if you want, everytime i add a thought, or someone else adds a thought to the web site, or i add an entry to the web log (according to whichever you would like to receive)!! sooo to sign up, click the little "will you join in our crusade" link on the home/weblog page or go here. now, it's as yet untested, so let's just hope it works! |
17-5-2001 22:18 | it's trauma to get out of bed every wednesday morning at 5:30 am, just to get to school for 7 o'clock maths, but to move the lesson to friday last period is just horrible. fridays were always the day i looked forward to, where i could leave after period 5, finally relieved from my 5 days of laborious schooling, but, no, they say, i have to stay back, and rather than going home and relaxing and calling tanya up, i have to be normal like everyone else with nothing to boast about every friday after assembly. [i could also add in excuses like, having a lesson in a difficult subject at the end of the week is useless, since no one will remember anything over the weekend, BUT it's really just a pile of b.s i made up to support my argument, which gets me onto english]
now, i've finally worked out the plain enough reason why the english subject is so disliked compared to other subjects at our school (other than the millions of other thinkable reasons): CHOCOLATE! alll my other classes are only too willing to bribe the students with chocolate. mr taylor (maths) awards the deserving with freddo frogs, and thus inspires great answers to challenging problems. mrs skovron (phys) goes by the rule of if someone is having something sweet in the class, they should share it with someone else, and occasionally brings her own doves and marses and malteesers to share around. and well, mrs berger (chem), she's just an addict that likes to share. =) but i don't think i've EVER received a chocolate in English! [no wonder i haven't been motivated enough to do these supplementary materials (no, sorry, "related texts") due monday.... oh shit] i actually haven't had maths with my maths teacher since... thursday?! and it's getting really weird and really screwed up. oh well.... let's hope he returns soon! but at least i'm getting bundles of free periods! i got sent this (i forget by whom) yesterday, and it's just great!!!! it even got the honour of being forwarded by ves! and another "junk" email i got that i really enjoyed was roz's link for big brother watchers and non-watchers.... though it told me some pretty scary things about my friends! well in the last couple of days, a few things have actually happened in my so-called life, like my mum's birthday on tuesday. (it always comes right around mothers day, which is sort of useful!) it became a very good excuse to have a first try of Red Tomato (a milk/fish/pareve restaurant in bondi). following the exquisite israeli platter, antipasto platter, parsnip soup, garlic pita and chips as entree, we actually got down to our main meals. now supposedly the salmon wasn't that good... but i don't eat fish (much) so i didn't mind. my creamy mushrooms and shallots spaghetti was REALLY good. creamy, very tasty, with strong mushroom and shallots flavour (surprise surprise), with the greatest texture, and the occasional peppercorn. just amazing food! although stuffed with all of that, we still decided to end the celebration off with a couple of desserts - a really nice apple and quince crumble, served with a just-as-amazing-if-not-better sorbet; and a layered hazelnut sponge with rum and chocolate sauce!!!! yummmmmm.... anyway, to put it simply, tuesday night tasted really good! happy birthday mum, we usually don't celebrate it much! well i think enough said for now... i've still got some work to do... good night! site updates: well nothing much, but i DID add an entry to my thought page, now i'm just waiting for yours! |
14-5-2001 19:25 | YES! the blue buttons actually do something! and thus, yes, there are other pages than this one! just thought i'd say that. |
13-5-2001 22:45 | are my nice little blue buttons really that un-user-friendly?! dammit! will a help button do you guys? or maybe... i've got an idea..... if i don't implement my idea, someone might have to remind me.
disclaimer: much of the following will be incomprehensible to the non-jewish community, as will some to the non-hineni community.... we're shnat 20[0]2 20[0]2 20[0]2 we're shnat 20[0]2... umm... why aren't you coming?! oh well.... REALLY i still have to decide, but i think i want to go (but that's what i say after every meeting on the topic). let's just say it shifts my equilibrium. i STILL have time to think this one through. luckily... though it always sounds so urgent and so soon... and SOOOO exciting! it really made me think about each day... how long a year really is................. wow! yeah, tonight was the shnat meeting... a few of us and parents turned up, lewko's parents with a video camera in aid of the absent, constantly being interruped by Mr Lewko's mobile phone going off every half hour or so. me and my mum arrived late, but naturally, the meeting started later. somehow i landed up sitting with the northies (greg was there to protect me, though, boasting his great setup of fundraiser chocolate boxes into a big "HINENI"). but that was good, seeing as i hadn't seen so many of them in so long. michael sitting cross-legged to my right (i was on the end of the row) with gary, danny, ryan, the lot following down the row; and in front tanya, occasionally laughing at nikki and ilana's comments, with a little laugh that at times, somehow, not-so-unsurprisingly reminds me of her mother's. oh and besides the social aspect, as usual, my mother was one of the few in the room taking notes. she claims she does it partially just to stay awake, which knowing her, as i do, is very true. she tends to drop off once seated. but tammy did a good job, she had a lot to say and did it well, hosting the show tonight. now i think i'll jump back in time. once again i'll express my disappointment in the school's decision to bring moriah's to-be-madrichim back from hadracha seminar, just to do our stupid lag baomer fun run [walk] on friday afternoon (or was it the all-important tug-o-war they wanted them back for?). but the fun run was okay, despite all my best friends either deciding they were fit and would run, or that they were lazy and somehow no matter how slow i tried to walk, i couldn't catch down with them. so i ended up doing the walk with the persistently dawdling jacquie mautner, though she had promised others that she would try to jog the "run for fun" this year. occasionally her little sister would pop from the middle of nowhere and join us in our laughter. anyway the walk ended, etc, etc. if only someone [jacob] had bothered to ask crilley if he was the "2day fm fugitive". being lag baomer i knew it was the day in many i could go get a haircut, but since i was organised to be back at school by 6 for a shabbat dinner, and i didn't particularly want to break shabbat after it came in at 4:48pm, AND i had a couple of presents to buy for the birthdays that happen so often in may. so kim and i went out a-hunting for presents, when i had a very interesting and traumatic experience in life. somehow i have lived in the eastern suburbs for 16 and most-of-a-year, and neglected to have ever been inside the "fairy shop", which supposedly is a "big thing" (coming from a family of 3 boys, this is not utterly surprising to me). anyway, danielle seemed to enjoy her present nearly as much as the junk we managed to get jordan, which he'll probably get bored of in a couple of days. or maybe not: but at least it was good junk; fun junk. so, after going our separate ways, i showered in the showers in the bathrooms on my father's office's floor. i always wondered when they would come in handy... but i only showered the top half of me anyway, got changed etc, had nothing to do for an hour, so i just lay (sat) down on the couch in the office and fell asleep. it was REALLY worthwhile. you guys should try it sometime, this thing, "sleeping". it's really good [says i at 22:17]. i waddled on down to school, where i was greeted by 2 very cute little people (i use 'little' to disclaim abuse from kim, kath, keren). dave shaw's kids are always there to brighten up the night, though the lights did that too. after a very songful shul service, we followed with an even more songful dinner, about 15 of us seated around the table (kim, kath, b [who doesn't know how to pronounce her name], sol, dave shaw and family, keren, ben, nic, president balkin, friedlander, harkham [no the other one], rick, cara, jq, rak.... am i done?). i continuously failed to harmonise (and at other times did it well), but still enjoyed the night [despite the cold food]. quite a number of us walked home, via a few parks for little 2-year-old rafi to have a rest from the long, tedious walking. we stopped off at the shaws when we arrived, had a drink (a coke to keep kim awake), just a water for me, and exclaimed with laugher endless quotes of the simpsons and the hilarious pinky and the brain - for no reason whatsoever. bellvue-hillites continued in their direction, kim and i still had a long way to go, but eventually, we got there [me singing whatever song that came to mind along the way, that kim didn't know], said goodnight after checking, for some unusual reason [me], whether or not the harbour bridge and centrepoint blinkers where in sync. just in case you ever wanted to know, they weren't. i walked as slow as i could [again] but still managed to get home, to find that nearly everyone was still up at 0:35 on a saturday morning; welcome to the nothman family lifestyle! i slept. the highlights of the next day only began late in the afternoon, when i went to visit the ill danielle at home on her birthday. she was asleep at first, so i spent my first while drawing pictures with elisheva. that was fun! eventually whole hordes of rellies started turning up and it was time to wake danielle with a big cocolate birthday cake (a unique event for her). we each got turns at visiting, mine was a bit long and overlapped others. i got to watch danielle nearly have an asthma attack from the amazing novel collection she received from one aunt; the efforts of paul to stop the pump tube popping off; another aunt's strict and thorough interrogation of me, regarding high-school computing; ariel's boasted playing of the guitar and all torn down; and finally my mother's loud entry with toffee, supposedly ripping the house apart. ok, that's an exaggeration, but he was scaring chami. at least. i headed on down to jordan's where we just shmoozed for most of the night, in front of his great collection of video clips. it was good. quite tasty.... it ended with people failing miserably to play sharades (sharaaades?), which is always good fun. the end of his party also once again reminded me that rotten.com is one hell of a disgusting web site. it turned out that jacob & alla's trip, on a mystery train to a mystery place, ended up in engadine. yay, how mysterious.... there was a national park there.... but at least they seemed to enjoy it =) following another well-earned sleep (i see staying up all day as a good enough reason to believe you've earned the rest), i ended up at parsley bay for a family mothers' (there were plenty there) day picnic. well, it was good, but i don't know that too many people reading this site really want to know about yet another mothers' day family picnic. and knowing the amount of time these things take, that brought my weekend back full circle to where i began my over-extended diary/log/thing. so that just about does it for me. i'm exhausted, still got to decide whether or not to finish writing the 2 "new email" windows open =) i'll get there. |
10-5-2001 10:43 | how come i get a general impression of disinterest to this web site...? believe it or not, some people do actually pop in every now and then! and sorry i didn't realise the web log dates didn't quite display correctly out of opera, i'll fix that at home.
anyway, something obviously created from the emotion of the march of the living, yael has put in a thought of her own. |
10-5-2001 10:36 | well, people, it turns out that compedative is, in fact, spelled competitive. thanks again nic!
i haven't built a spell checker into my web browser yet... i don't think i'm about to either, and if i did, i probably wouldn't use it anyway.... |
9-5-2001 22:47 | widened the web log =) |
9-5-2001 22:12 | another day of getting up WAY too early, just to schlepp myself to be unintentionally 10 minutes early, for a revision 7am maths lesson, to which only half the class turned up.
blurgh! i somehow survived the day. despite my recess peanut mnms (always on 7am mornings), i could hardly keep my eyes open by period 5, after my busiest morning in a fortnight, ie wednesday-week-b. i'm looking forward to not having another one of them for 2 weeks =) throughout the day i played many games of connect-4 (thanks fuzzy), which i promptly lost -- naturally (and moreso since it was in preiod 5). although i did beat gordo once (after four of his wins....). and the grade should probably thank him for those common room couches. the school can't bring in blankets for the needy to keep warm at night (says the hypocrite), and yet its students can bring in a lounge suite, playstation and tv effortlessly. at lunchtime, though i had my own nicely wrapped sanwich in bag, and though shaw's idea wasn't so appealing to me, dave had been promising hamburgurs to us, his "prayer" group, for the last months! [some would say that this is part of his admitted obsession with eating...] which came out of a nice, neat alfoil packaging and immediately decided it was soggy and it would be nice to run some meat-juice down the arms of the eaters. despite the burger being luke-warm, and the meat having some unusual spice in it, it was ok anyway. more from today... in physics nic and michael decided they were going to upstage my at-that-point top-ranking mark, which they did successfully. but haha, i kicked all your arses in the prac. sorry for getting compedative, people and i managed to sell two boxes of chocolates for hineni shnat to my chemistry teacher (after selling bounties to a certain little redelman at lunch), which were immediately opened and dispersed into the mouths of the hungry. mrs berger says guiltily that she still hasn't had any lessons involving chocolate with her year 11 class. poor kids! =) the MOST unexpected event of the day, though, would have to be when i was standing, minding my own business in the bus line, when this tall, tanned guy with a ponytail, appears in front of me and says my name..... anna, my older brother's girlfriend, had pitied us still in school a couple of minutes before we were let out. and they had an empty van, so simon came into the school, for the first time in year, somehow got through reception without a visitor's tag, spent 15 minutes looking for jeremy (and modest me claims he spent none to find me), and we went for a quick hike up queens park road. so lucky us, jeremy, myself and my cousin tammy were saved by simon. that's a first! and probably a last..... o well (simon, anna, if you're reading this, that is NOT an indication to not offer again, rather the opposite). anyway, i'm lacking in brain cells today and i'm sort of exhausted, so i think i'll leave this, call it done and go to bed. good night! site updates:
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7-5-2001 22:49 | decided to start a web log. no reason in particular. i've got nothing much to say here for now, except "yay! exams are over" and "haha masada yours aren't". which is probably a good reason for you not to be visiting this page right now. ok, i also wanted to pay a little tribute to a few of the sites i've been visiting for no reason at all over the last week.... so here we go:
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