In the Israeli computer system I was listed as "not being in the country". Apparently my passport was properly swiped when I left, but not when I reentered. I had to go down to the Minister of the Interior to prove I was in the country or the Yeshiva couldn't list me as a member of the yeshiva. So we headed down to the Misrad HaPanim in Gilo which supposedly is the 'secret' Misrad HaPnim, which no one really knows about so there is minimal lines and wait time.
And so it was. I walked in the door around 9:45 with the kids and the lady behind the glass counter said, "Ken B'vakasha". It took about two minutes to prove I was in the country and get it corrected in the computer. Then I remebered I would need to renew my passport anyway since it expired in a month, so I might as well take care of it now.
I needed two pictures for my passport application. I checked my teudat zehut for any spare pictures I might have shoved in there and I could only find one of me, two of Elisheva, one of Elazar and one of Ezra. So I was sent downstairs to the convenient store across the street which took passport photos. I took a number from the "Number-o-matic", even thought the place was empty and shoved it in my pocket, #609 (important later).
I get downstairs and the cost is 8 pictures for 25 shekel, even though they know that we only need 1 -- too bad, they come in a set of 8. In Har Nof 8 photos cost 12 shekel. I refused to be pushed around. I was sure there were other photo places in Gilo. The Misrad HaPanim closes at 12 PM. Plenty of time. The kids and I enter the nearby mall looking for a photo place.
We found a pet shop, a candy store, a drug store, and plenty of other stores, but no photo place. I call the Fox's who live in Gilo and they confirm there is no other place to get passport photos closeby. I'm going to have to "bite the bullet" and get ripped off, because its not worth it to come back another time with transportation costs to save 13 shekel. The kids are hungry even though they just had breakfast before we left. I blame myself for not bringing anything along in my knapsack. So we head into the Supersol. Time check 10:26.
We go around looking for things to eat, the kids have a much different idea than I do as to what is a proper snack. We settle on 11 rolls for 11 shekel, a 10 pack of Chitos, a 10 pack of Bizli. Ima also called to see how we are doing and wanted 200 grams of grated Mehadrin cheese which we buy at the dairy counter.
Elisheva points out the popcorn, but I explain to her that it is microwave popcorn -- but then I figure having microwavable parve popcorn in the house isn't a bad idea instead of having to go to Geulah for popcorn. All the dairy popcorns are 2 for 22 shekel. The parve brand that they have is 1 for 20 shekel, but buy one get one free if you are a member of Supersol (which is free to join)
So we grab two boxes and head to the Kupah Reishit to sign up our Supersol Membership. The lady keeps trying to convince me to sign up for the Supersol Credit Card, but after debating with her why I don't need it she finally signs me up for the regular free membership and we head to the checkout line. Time check 11:03
We head back to the photo place and it's packed. Uh-oh. We head up to the misrad hapanim and it's also packed. I grab a number from the "Number-O-Matic", #653. Now serving #612, but I have to get my pictures. I've come this far it doesn't pay to go home. Time check 11:24
The line for photos is super slow. There are dozen people in front of me. One lady is taking forever, because her baby won't smile and cries every time she holds the baby up by the white background to take a shot. Lady, it's a passport photo not something you frame or put in your kid's photo album! I'm kicking myself I didn't just get the pictures the first time. I'm wondering if I'm going to make it, but then it's finally my turn to go. Time check 11:47
He asks me if I like my picture -- whatever, just print them. I get my prints finally, believe me I wasn't smiling in the photos, and it's painful to hand over the 25 shekel. We get in the door before the guard closes the door, but the place is packed with people. Now serving 621. That's it! To wait for 30 people will take at least an hour and a half.
When the bell hits #622 I go over and show the lady my ticket for #609. I explain that I went to get pictures and missed my number. She remembers me and the kids from the morning and says that she will take me next after #622. Baruch Hashem.
I quietly slip in after #622 gets up and give her my form, two pictures and the 225 shekel, hoping the crowd behind me won't cause a riot, noticing I just walked in a little while ago. Baruch Hashem there is no stampede and we leave the Misrad HaPanim, with a pyrrhic victory.
The kids are bored and complaining. They were hoping for a fun day and other than the supermarket and some snacks it's been pretty uneventful. The proof is the lack of pictures up until now. There is a huge park across the street with an enormous slide and the kids want to go to the park. Even though it is raining and probably dangerous to climb up to the top of the slide, I play the role of the fun but negligent father and risk our lives on the big slide.
The only place dry is in the slide, so I grab the camera, stick my body into the bottom and took these pictures upside down (rotated them afterwards). Ezra is on his way down and Elisheva is behind him waiting for her turn.
The videos were guesswork just sticking the camera in and hoping for the best.
Here are the movies of Elisheva and Ezra coming down the giant slide.
Elisheva came down a little faster
It's really starting to come down, so it's time to leave. As we get out of the park, we see the #33 bus that we need to take us home on the other side of the street approaching the bus stop. It's too dangerous to cross this large street here. We'll have to go around to the traffic light and we'll have to wait for the next one.
We are all getting pretty wet, and the bus won't come for about a half hour. The kids are also hungry again and it is past lunch time. I see a Mehadrin Schwarma place near the bus stop. It is a good place to escape the rain, warm up and get something for the kids to eat. The kids are happy that there is a TV, but I don't like the music videos on the screen. I find the remote and change it to some Children's station which seems harmless enough.
As I expected, a hot dog and french fries for the kids comes out to 26 shekel each. I can wait to eat until we get home at these prices. The kids want soda, but I convince them to take tap water, because I'll let them drink with straws. I'm getting hungry, but I have already been ripped off once today. The kids don't see me snatch a french fry or two as they are glued to the TV. We take our time, as we warm up from the rain and wait for the next bus.
We time the bus well and don't wait too long outside until the #33 comes along. It's pretty much the begining of the route and we take three seats together knowing the bus will fill up when we pass the Malcha Mall and the Biblical Zoo. Excruciating traffic, but at least the bus is warm and dry and the kids fall asleep, it's been an exhausting day even though by the time we get home it's only 2:30.
Fay is in a good mood when we get home since she was able to rest, while the baby took a long nap and I took the kids for the entire morning. We all change into dry clothes and tell Ima about our adventurous morning.
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