No pics, I'm a war refugee

Of course, I took my camera with me. Heck, I took all my backups, our passports, the deed to our apartment, even our kids vaccination records!

We left because otherwise I would have committed familicide after more than three days of all of us locked in the house with the trisim down. This way the kids can have a life, and I can try to figure out whether I can work on the road. Remind me that for a computer addict, it's really, really stooopid not to be mobile capable.

Not sure what will be. Looks like the Almighty has quite a ride in store for us. Fasten your spiritual seatbelts.

Alleys in Tsfat

Nope, not gonna show you pictures of Katyusha's falling. It was very noisy last night as war rumbled in the air. Ah, nothing like the sound of Apache's all night long. Oh, was that our artillery bombing them, or their Katyusha's dropping on us? It was noisy all night long.

These pictures are of quieter times in the Old City of Tsfat. We just finished Klezmer festival. I would have taken more pics, but I loaned out my tripod (STOOOOPID), and the girl returned it missing the piece which actually attaches to the camera. No tripod, no night shots. I actually need it for some video ideas, too.

Anyway, this alley is one of the "famous" alleys, with me being fascinated by the lamp rewired sideways.