נשים הולכות רחוק
was the theme at the Nemaal today. Only it started when I left - better that way.
Anyway, the book. Of course I bought it today. (Photo 1) - So if by chance someone who reads books and can read Hebrew sees this, tell me. I will send it to you since I am not going to read it. But, I am very pleased how I got my money to her without causing her embarrassment. She seemed like a very sweet lady to me :-)
At the wavebreaker I didn't see any fisherman I know but a Dabur was willingly posing for me, so that made up for that :D (photo 2)
Arriving at the pond I noticed the small boardwalk near the water (as contrary to the one near the shops, up) was totally empty. Real strange, but an open invitation to my presumable artistic 'interpretation' - so, here (photo 3) is how it looked like to me :)
As I ordered my cappuccino at Aroma I saw some unknown fishermen descend to my mezah. Why I felt resentment is still unclear to me, but I did. Maybe I should rent the mezah :D then, at least, I could declare propriety on it, LOL.
They spoke a language I couldn't place and were busy with whatever. I did move away from them though when they threw their lines near me - I really didn't trust their capabilities in keeping those hooks out of my face. Soon they left and one called out to me "Missus? Do you want fish?" I politely said I didn't, only to find they had left their 'catch' dead on the mezah. So sad. If not for food or other purposes why catch them and let them die? (photo 4 and 5)
By the time I left the event being held there "women walk (or go) far" was in full swing. There were going to be rollerskate demonstrations and air-demonstrations but I didn't have the patience to wait to watch for something I take for granted anyway. So, the only photo 'memorizing' this ocassion is photo # 6, from afar ;-)
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