Friday after work, which ended at 11AM, everyone went to the beach for an afternoon filled with sun. After relaxing for an hour or so on the sand, I decided to go for my long run of the week-- a 10k on the beach. While it was a hard run, I think I did it pretty fast for my first 10k especially in sand. When I returned back to where everyone was hanging out, two Aussies, my roommate Alex and I decided to swim out to the small rocky island about 300 meters into the sea. The water was freezing! When I stepped onto the rock, to my surprise, pain went shooting up my foot. Luckily, I didn't cut anything, but the island turned out to be a dead coral reef that had been pushed up above water. We managed to find a smoothed out part of the coral and rested there for about 15 minutes, before swimming back. Later, we found out that to kibbutznicks , the coral was basically nothing because they are used to rough surfaces from running around the kibbutz barefoot at such a young age. I guess Friday was my partial triathlon day, I just forgot about the bike part of it.
Saturday, while most people slept in until 11 or 12, i made sure to wake myself and my roommates up early enough to catch an 9:30 breakfast. After breakfast we went to the beach until 12. Then we went to lunch. I made sure to save some of the salad being served at lunch for dinner, because the Kibbutz does't provide any food for Saturday night. After lunch, we went back to the beach for 4 more hours. I got in on a game of soccer (football), and learn how to play the Israeli beach game with the wooden paddles (I still don't know it's name).
FYI, for all those concerned I wore lots of sun screen and remembered to reapply.
Around 7PM I returned to the beach with some of my friends and we had a great barbecue cookout on the beach. Because no one had an actual grill, we dug a hole in the sand, put wood in it, and had a small metal frame over it. We also made a second larger fire for light and heat. In addition to the salad I nabbed from lunch, I had mini veal burgers I bought from the merkolit . The burgers were delicious and everyone else agreed. There was a lot of other food too: hot dogs, salchichas, bruchetta, kebabs, and marshmallow. We sung a lot of songs by the fire too, but none of them were in English so I just clapped to the beat.
Sunday, was sort of sucky going back to work and classes, I really wish we had two day weekends here instead of one day weekends. My class and work schedule changed. This week I have class in the morning, and work in the afternoon. Even though class starts at 715, it is so close to my room I don't have to wake up until 7 AM. Although I am tired in the morning, I find that from years of early school days, I learn better in the morning. Habit I guess. In the afternoon my work partner Ofir came down with something, so I was by myself with Yizack (Isaac) and Nomi (the woman who had her birthday last Thursday who's name I forgot). I actually had a really nice conversation with Yizack while pealing and shredding (through a machine) 4 full 15 kilo bags of onions. As a side note, normally the kitchen uses 7 of these bags a day, yet there is rarely any dish where you actually see onions, it is a mystery to Ofir, Nomi, Yisack, and me to where Shlomo, the chef, hides all of these onions. Anyways, Yisack has 3 children. A daughter in her 20's just finishing the army. He has an 18 year old son, who is a dancer. And he has a 14 year old son who came into the kitchen today (Monday), to make cookies with his friends.
Speaking of today. Today I while cutting 3 boxes of eggplant, I found an especially Jewish eggplant with a great sense of smell :)
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