Where Was Everybody? Maybe I Got the Time Wrong...

We had a guest for Shabbat, another stranger we had never met before.  It eneded up being a nice Shabbat; I hope she agrees.

Our regional council provides a free bus to Jerusalem about an hour after Shabbat is over.  That seemed to be the best way for our guest to travel from Shiloh.  So I walked her down the hill.  I've done this before and I always find the bus stop full.  This time it was totally empty.  No sign of anybody.  In our weekly newsletter it was written that the time had changed from 6:30pm to 7pm.  Where was everyone.  I was starting to panic.  OK, there is an Egged bus a bit later, but we had walked the more than half kilometer, at least a quarter of the mile down.  Did she want to walk up and then down again?

Suddenly, she called to me:

"Look!"

I turned around and saw a couple a dozen people, men, women and children trudging down the hill to the bus stop.  There were cars letting people off and suddenly there were people coming from where I had just been facing.

Yes, I guess we were early.  Better than late!