Yesterday night I was working at home, and suddenly I smelled something strange. “Who is baking pizza at 1am, and why does he burn it?” I asked myself. Later on I heared the firemen arrived to the street. It turned out that there’s a fire in the neighbouring building, in the restaurant.

Shabat in Ashkelon

I guess I shouldn’t write it before I get there… but anyway, this shabat I’ll be in Ashkelon (B”H) at Orit’s house. I’m sure we’ll laugh a lot, ’cause she’s a very good friend and as I heared all her family are funny.