I left the hostel. Last night was just the last straw. Think weird out-of-it employee even more out-of-it than before. And I don't just mean a little drunk - we thought he must have been taking some serious drugs or something. (Turns out it's his meds which don't mix too well with alcohol, to say the least.) A bunch of us were hanging out in a room and had to lock the door to keep him out, but we could still hear him swearing like crazy outside the d...

Stranded at the CinemaSo last night I decided I'd tick another thing off my "Things to in my Life" list and go to the cinema by myself. Amazing Grace was showing at a cinema somewhere across town. I located it on the map and caught a bus to somewhere where it'd only be a few blocks to walk from. Or so I thought. The blocks were huge! After about a half hour's walk and another bus ride, I finally made it - just in the nick of time. The movie ...

A Taos Experience: Part 1 Last night I dreamed about plaster. Why? Could it be because the last four days have been spent mixing plaster, pouring plaster, slapping plaster on walls, floating the plaster to give it a nice texture, getting plaster up our nostrils, in our hair, on our face, all over our shoes, on our pants and shirts and hats? I think so! There was a lot of plaster involved in our Taos Habitat for Humanity experience, and a lot of fun too. We le...

A Taos Experience: Part 2[See the previous blog entry by going to "Blog Posts" and clicking on "Taos: Part 1" (under "New Mexico").]So, like I started saying in my last entry, Taos is a beautiful small town. Nearly all the buildings - shops, houses and churches - are made from adobe bricks covered with plaster, brown or beigey, with flat roofs, like something I'd expect to see in Israel (not that I would know, having never been t...