Last night there was a fantastic fireworks show put on in Tel Aviv, attended by 300,000 people. I wasn't one of them. I was sick yesterday and had to settle for catching glimpses of the green, red, yellow, and purple showers of sparks from my window. Most of them didn't manage to rise above the dratted Hilton Hotel which was so inconveniently in the way.
Let me just say something about Jewish ingenuity. On Monday night, after hearing the fantastic talk by participants in the Warsaw Rising (the Polish Uprising of 1944) and getting to meet one of my life heroes, I went to a bonfire-on-the-beach celebration set up by some religious something or other with several friends, one of whom belongs to this religious something or other group. It was to be a secular "you can wear your jeans" event so the rest of us all agreed to go. When we got there we saw no bonfire. Lots of people, big stack of wood, no fire.
Hmmmm. It seems there is a law now prohibiting bonfires on the beach with the exception of one stretch of sand and we were not on that stretch of sand. But, barbecues are allowed and you can light your fire in the little metal pans that people use here for that purpose. Aha. So someone in the group had the fantastic idea of laying out 6 or so of these metal barbecue tins all next to one another, piling the wood on top of them and saying --hey, it is technically not a bonfire but one really really big barbecue! We had our bonfire!! Alas, we starved. Well, I starved. The others had had the good sense to eat something prior to coming. The 35 sheks we honour system paid for the theoretical food ahh, well, it was a nice fire!