I have friends who don’t go out after 10 in the morning and stay hidden until sunset, from Shvuot until Rosh HaShana.  To see them, I have to meet them for morning coffee.  They are wise, not wizened.  So I met a friend for coffee at the port this morning at 8:30.  No one else was up, but by the time I went back to my car, the ‘parliament,’ tables of retired men, filled the cafes there.  I have to say – these are the people who know how to live:  The ladies who hide from the hot and damaging sun and meet at sunset, and the men who meet together every day to analyze the situation of the world.