May
May 23, 2009
I had the dream tour in mind today – Neve Tsedek, lunch at Suzanna’s, a walk through the grounds, past the cute shops, some ice cream. We wanted to make Marita and Joe’s last day ideal. (You can take a virtual tour of your own here). But the sun or too much lunch made me black out and we forgot to tell most of the great stories about the place. So our tour went something like, “Hey, Chelouche Street! Ezi, aren’t you related to that guy, Chelouche?” “Yeah.” Neve Tsedek means oasis of justice, and there are innumerable tales to be told about almost every house in the neighborhood. I didn’t even remember we did a Hebrew video clip there Saper-li in which I play an aging shrink who tries unsuccessfuly to seduce a patient. The best part of the clip is when he races down the street and passes the band sitting on the steps, or in the park. You can even see Shusha there.
