Progress

Every day I make a little progress... For example, today I got cable in the apartment, and tomorrow I get internet. Then Thursday I sign up for national health insurance (socialists) and in the afternoon I sign up for classes (Macro and Econometrics as well as two mini-courses of my choosing). Basically, what I'm saying is that every day I make a little more progress, but every day something random comes up.

For example, the office for the health insurance only has open reception on Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday from 8:00 to noon. So I asked the cable guy to come at 8am so I could take the bus to the health insurance place and deal with it this morning. The guy actually showed up on time, and was totally decent, but there was a wiring problem in the apartment, so he was there till about 11:45 fixing it, which means that I can't deal with health insurance now till Thursday. Little stuff like this happens all of the time here, the various beurocracies don't exact "talk" to each other, but so far all of this has been easily overcome.

The other progress that I make is with day to day comfort. For example, I went looking for a gym, and turns out the best deal is through the university (obviously), but I have started to go jogging at night (after it cools down) and I even have ultimate games twice a week already (I'll take photos tomorrow night for sure). Those who know me well (Katie) know that I'm a creature of habit. 10:45 am on Saturday I'm at the Nook, for example. 11:50 am on Tuesday I take a pre-lunch break with Steven and Christine.

The last aspect of progress is various creature comforts of the apartment. I bought a Brita filter (Tel Aviv water tastes like crap), I bought hand soap, I even bought my little electric water pot you see in the photo. Every single human being I know in this country has one of these, yet I don't know a single american who does, and I know they sell them as well.



Last night was also my first night in the apartment, and I slept well, thank you very much. (Katie, I made a copy of the keys for you, but don't go making a copy and giving it to Joanna)