I hurried with my 40 kilos of luggage from the baggage claim out to the arrivals hall and up to the departures hall. I have one hour until the gate closes. When I finally get to the right check in desk I immediately know that I am correct. In a fine snake line there are more than a dozen "penguins" (thats what we lovingly call ultra-orthodox Jewish men) standing in line to check their baggage. A man runs past me, covered in tattoos and cursing in Hebrew ya ben zona. I have to let out a laughter. The contrast is stark. It's a funny feeling, a feeling I missed. I don't know those people and the differences are great, but they are still my people. A whole departures hall full with Jews, what a holy moment. What are they doing here? I don't know, probably also a stupid two flight layover. We are all on the same journey. Looking for that something. Some claim they found it some are still looking. I believe you never stop looking. And when you think you did, the next thing coming shows you otherwise.
After classes were over for the day I headed to the city center to a lovely book shop called... ... yes you (tried) to read correctly, its Pomeranz! On first view already promising an amazing experience, the moment I stepped inside, I knew this will be a place I will be returning to more often! I was there to buy Machzorim for the upcoming high holidays, and I was on the lookout for the Koren Machzor with translation and commentary by Rabbi Jonathan Sacks. I found a small pocket hard cover edition. That would be not so heavy to hold during the long services of the High Holidays. Some of you know already, I very much like the typeface of the Koren AND I love Rabbi Sacks' commentary on everything! for 200 shekel for 2 Machzorim, I knew this is a good buy and they will serve me some good years. There were SO MANY books I immidiately wanted to buy, but I knew this had to wait, and after all, I could always come back and read them in the store ;) One thing I knew, I felt li...
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