Back home BH
We came very early to the airport, knowing it's generally long. Like, hours early.
Guess what, even that messed up to the point we were the last ones to go on the flight.
The security girls, who should have closed their buttons and switched to a skirt, basically questioned my Orthodoxy because I "didn't learn to read Hebrew at school, even a bit". Geee, and this girl told me she knows France! That was the best bit. She started asking me if I went to synagogue, where, what "congregation" whatever that is, and when. I mean, I wear a long skirt and a wig, my husband is a white shirt black pants velvet kippa payes, we must be... reform, right?
Then the guy at the luggage stuff gave us... separate places. That's right. Wait, it gets better. "It's better like this", he said. I answered we are a family, why on Earth would it be better? "You are with your child, your husband is alone, it's better". Sorry but... WTF! I went crazy and made a whole drama. He begged for forgiveness in the end ;)
When we finally, finally went to the shops, I asked the shop girl if she had these shoes in a size 8. "NO", she barked without leaving her comp. Okay... that's so Israel. I found nice stuff to buy in some other shops, but when we arrived in the plane, they were already closing! Crazy. Someone had taken one of our places, and someone else had put their luggage on the two other places! the chutzpa!
I finally sat with Mati and husband sat with a guy, who asked if he could take the window (!). Mati then decided I have small/thin legs and her dad has bigger ones so she told me to change place so she could sleep on him. When I refused she started yelling and hitting until I gave up, and I ended up with a guy who kept pushing and taking all the place!
It gets nicer, my husband had the biggest migrainer and started bleeding all over from the nose, while the guy next to me changed place with another who smelled so bad I just told husband I could not stay there.
As soon as we landed, BH I felt better, and after a good night of sleep (the first in more than a week) we were both cured, go figure... husband woke up all fresh for kollel!
Various Mati abuse:
-You smell like shit
-You, I shit on you
-Israeli people break the balls (are annoying)
Various "whatever"
-I saw another burka lady, obviously Jewish too
-I saw a mother obviously overwhelmed with 5 kids under 7... and then she turned and she was expecting the 6th. I love big families and kids but in this case it was just nauseating.
Guess what, even that messed up to the point we were the last ones to go on the flight.
The security girls, who should have closed their buttons and switched to a skirt, basically questioned my Orthodoxy because I "didn't learn to read Hebrew at school, even a bit". Geee, and this girl told me she knows France! That was the best bit. She started asking me if I went to synagogue, where, what "congregation" whatever that is, and when. I mean, I wear a long skirt and a wig, my husband is a white shirt black pants velvet kippa payes, we must be... reform, right?
Then the guy at the luggage stuff gave us... separate places. That's right. Wait, it gets better. "It's better like this", he said. I answered we are a family, why on Earth would it be better? "You are with your child, your husband is alone, it's better". Sorry but... WTF! I went crazy and made a whole drama. He begged for forgiveness in the end ;)
When we finally, finally went to the shops, I asked the shop girl if she had these shoes in a size 8. "NO", she barked without leaving her comp. Okay... that's so Israel. I found nice stuff to buy in some other shops, but when we arrived in the plane, they were already closing! Crazy. Someone had taken one of our places, and someone else had put their luggage on the two other places! the chutzpa!
I finally sat with Mati and husband sat with a guy, who asked if he could take the window (!). Mati then decided I have small/thin legs and her dad has bigger ones so she told me to change place so she could sleep on him. When I refused she started yelling and hitting until I gave up, and I ended up with a guy who kept pushing and taking all the place!
It gets nicer, my husband had the biggest migrainer and started bleeding all over from the nose, while the guy next to me changed place with another who smelled so bad I just told husband I could not stay there.
As soon as we landed, BH I felt better, and after a good night of sleep (the first in more than a week) we were both cured, go figure... husband woke up all fresh for kollel!
Various Mati abuse:
-You smell like shit
-You, I shit on you
-Israeli people break the balls (are annoying)
Various "whatever"
-I saw another burka lady, obviously Jewish too
-I saw a mother obviously overwhelmed with 5 kids under 7... and then she turned and she was expecting the 6th. I love big families and kids but in this case it was just nauseating.