Tel Aviv Diary: Karen Alkalay-Gut

The labyrinth that is the Knesset remains in my physical memory all day. We began with instructions from the information desk, ran around from building to building and up and down stairs, finally found the room, were told that the office had moved, went back to information, got a new address, and ran around again. This physical situation was only different from the intellectual one only in the fact that we found the room at last. So today I had to find the address for Panic Ensemble’s rehearsal in south tel aviv, an area that had seemed like a maze to me years ago when I had to find defferent rehearsal rooms. After yesterday it was a cinch.