Our visit to Jaffa today was not the way I like to go to Jaffa.  I prefer wandering through the market, trying on jewelry, buying some shoes, talking to people, having a leisurely lunch, and then vegetables and home.  But it’s too hot.  And we only went there because Ezi got a notice that a package awaited him – not at the usual pickup points in our neighbhood, but in a grocery in Jaffa.  Ezi couldn’t even figure out what he had ordered so he wanted to race there as soon as possible.  It turned out to be a knife-sharpening machine that excited him and made him want to race home.  I barely managed to get myself to Abulafia and get picked up to go home.