Friday, August 12, 2011

Apartments and Protests

We are in the market for a new apartment.  Even though the place is beautiful and a great size for us, the number of issues have simply been mounting.  And it only has been recently that a final decision had been made to move, and actually the decision was pretty much made by our landlord. 

A few months ago, the landlord and I verbally agreed to continue the lease at the same monthly rent because of all the issues we've experienced the past year rather than raise it 10% as originally specified in the contract.  Jana and I simply wanted to avoid the hassle of moving.   I should have gotten it in writing then.  Right before our trip to Turkey, she came with a real estate agent to appraise the place for selling (She did tell me this and we agreed there would be plenty of advanced notice if this was actually happening.)  The agent told her that selling at a high price might take awhile but she could get lots more rent.  So the next day, we received the call from our landlord that the previous agreement was off the table and that she'll be putting the place on the rental market.  We have since found out that she is asking for 45% more than what we are currently paying.

So we are looking for a new apartment and have till the end of September.  At least now, we can go look for a newly renovated place and avoid all the issues we've had to deal with.  Wish us luck.

Coincidentally, there is a country wide ongoing demonstration protesting the high cost of living here in Israel.  It turns out that the cost of living here in Tel Aviv is similar to New York City, but the average Israeli makes about half that of the average American.  The protesters, lead by mostly 20 and 30 year old's protesting the skyrocketing rent, have set up tents on one of Tel Aviv's most beautiful streets Rotchild.  They have been there for weeks, and last Saturday a huge demonstration with more than 200,000 people took place.  I was partly observer, partly protester.

What will come of the protests is uncertain.   The government is full of beauracratic red-tape, and since no spokesman/leader has emerged from the protesters, their message and demands are lofty and unfocused. 

Here are some photos I took of the protests last Saturday night. 






Weekend trip to Istanbul

To break up the monotony of Jewish history during the Limtiacos' visit, we made a quick weekend jaunt to Istanbul.  Told by my Israeli friends to make no mention of Israel while there, I decided the direct flight from Tel Aviv Airport to Istanbul's Ataturk airport was a little too hard to cover up.

Istanbul is a dynamic city, and I've been told many things have changed since my last visit there 11 years ago.  We stayed in the Cihanger neighborhood on the European side and were awoken at 4 AM by the call to prayer coming from the mineret just 20 feet from our window.  The Cihanger neighborhood itself was filled with character.  Narrow streets, sidewalk cafes, and streets full of "antique" shops.  My favorite meal during the trip was in a small meatball cafe in the neighborhood.  And the only reason it was my favorite was my introduction to Turkish cheese rolls.  I would go back just for them.

Anyways, we made the standard stops in the Sultanhamet on the first day, visiting the Blue Mosque and Aya Sofia.  Atom decided he didn't like wearing shoes.  Fortunate enough, all the mosques have a wash area where Jana would periodically clean his feet.  Atom also made two Turkish girlfriends.  It turns out the "adorable" look is pretty universal.  The two girls gave him a postcard and their email addresses.  (Like all men, he has since thrown away the email addresses.)

The second day was a ferry ride up the Bosphorous, joined by Tom and Aulii's Turkish friend Nihan.  It was well planned, allowing us to avoid the searing heat for most of the day.  The ferry ride made a stop on the Asian side of Istanbul, and from there we decided to hike up a steep hill to an old castle even though it was pretty hot.  While I planked and Tom owled, the other tourists wondered why they had just hiked up the hill to find the castle closed for excavations.

One side note: I saw one man walking up the hill with about 10 women who were all covered up in headscarves and long coats.  Not sure if I would really call that man "lucky."

The final half day was spent strolling through the neighborhood looking for souvenirs and Turkish cookbooks.  We headed to the airport, and lo and behold, there was a Popeye's, and it had really good fried chicken.  The trip was short, but it ended perfectly.


Inside the Blue Mosque courtyard. 

Isla with her Auntie Jana
Sophie and Atom sharing a lollipop

Tom Owling
Me Planking


Strolling in the Cihanger neighbohood
The pink hat is a hot commodity

Atom's Turkish girlfriends

Atom didn't know what hit him.
Auntie Fran, look at your little granddaughter's head. 

Thursday, August 11, 2011

The Limtiacos: Israel


The Limtiacos came for a two week visit recently.  Toting along with Tommy and Aulii were their two little girls Sophie and Isla.  Sophie and Atom became fast buddies as they bonded over movies on the iPad.  She also introduced him to the lollipop.  It is now the best tool to bribe him with.  Isla is adorable and so easy to take care of, she can often be forgotten about.  (This happened many times during the trip.)

Though their trip was not as packed as the twin's visit a few months ago, they did get to see quite a few places.  It would have been more if not for the extreme heat. Summer is not the best time to tour Israel.  Here's a short recap of their trip in Israel.
  • Day 1: Arrive in Israel.  Welcomed with some tasty steaks not cooked medium well.
  • Day 2: Toured Neve Tzedek neighborhood.  That's the historical neighborhood we live in.
  • Day 3: Caesarea.  Sophie didn't care about the ruins, only about the popsicle they sold in the park shop.   Atom didn't care for his car seat, so he threw up on Jana.
  • Day 4: Nazarath.  Visited Church of the Annunciation.  Jana was asked if she was "normal" for trying to bring in Pali to the church
  • Day 5: Rosh Pina and Sea of Galilee.  Effort to follow Jesus's footsteps in 100 degree heat failed.  The hotel pool was the preferred option.
  • Day 6: Akko.  Somehow Pali was allowed to tour the Crusader's citadel. 
  • Day 7: Tel Aviv. Carmel Market.  Aulii paid 11 shekels for bananas when Jana said to not pay more than 10.
  • Day 8: Jerusalem Old City.  Aulii and Tom toured the old City and Isla had her first solid food: hummus!
  • Day 9-12: Istanbul 
  • Day 13: Recuperated in Tel Aviv
  • Day 14: Flight back to the US.  Ask Tom and Aulii about their flight experience.

Church of Annunciation, Nazarath

Villa Tehilla, Rosh Pina

Cousins watching Max and Ruby, Rosh Pina

Crusader's Citadel, Akko

Smuggling tunnel in Gaza
Look what can be smuggled through the tunnels, Isla!