Fasting
As many pointed out to me, I did a very silly thing. I flew, from Israel to America, today, on 10 Tevet. Which means my fast was about 7 hours longer than that of everyone else.
So why did I fly back today? The conversation with the travel agent went something like this:
Thursday:
Romach: "Are there any tickets to Israel?"
TA: "Not for the dates you want, but I'll call you if something opens up."
Monday:
TA: "We have a ticket, returning on January 10th."
Romach: "I'll take it."
As you can tell, I didn't have much choice.
On a funnier note, I flew SwissAir, and suffice it to say, the flight attendants didn't know today was a fast day. So they went, throughout the plane, asking many Jews if they wanted their kosher "meal." And they were turned down. Constantly. Twas quite humorous to observe.
So why did I fly back today? The conversation with the travel agent went something like this:
Thursday:
Romach: "Are there any tickets to Israel?"
TA: "Not for the dates you want, but I'll call you if something opens up."
Monday:
TA: "We have a ticket, returning on January 10th."
Romach: "I'll take it."
As you can tell, I didn't have much choice.
On a funnier note, I flew SwissAir, and suffice it to say, the flight attendants didn't know today was a fast day. So they went, throughout the plane, asking many Jews if they wanted their kosher "meal." And they were turned down. Constantly. Twas quite humorous to observe.
posted by Romach at
6:46 PM
