Once I'm there, I have a great time. There's no better way to exercise, and I'm sure that the reason my fat skirts still stay up is because of insufficient exercise.
From there I caught a ride to Pisgat Zeev and then two buses to Rechov Uziel, Bayit V'Gan, where I visited a friend who lives in the "senior place" in the Shalom Hotel. On the way, I passed under the "String Bridge," which is all decorated for Yom Ha'Atzma'ut, Israeli Independence Day.


I've been off of sweets. Fruit takes care of any sugar cravings I have. I'm allowed three a day.
2 comments:
Nice pictures. I especially like the first one.
Thanks, I took it from the bus.
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