I had one of these moments today. The inimitable (and hilarious) Benji Lovitt of What War Zone??? posted a picture of Jerusalem's weather report (rain!!) on his Facebook feed, and for a second I was really confused by it. Then I realized that I was trying to read it from right to left, so I couldn't understand why the "first" day listed was Tuesday.
So, in honor of that moment, here are a few signs you might have noticed that this whole "absorption" thing might be going better than you'd thought...
1. You see just one clove of garlic listed in a recipe and assume there must have been a mistake (and put in five cloves, just to be on the safe side).
2. You use "walla!" in conversation.
3. Someone asks your shoe size, and "41" is the first number that comes to mind. (Yes, that's really my European/Israeli shoe size. Even though I'm only 5'5" tall. Yes, I'm bitter.)
4. You think of the first rain as the sign that winter has arrived, not the first snow.
5. If someone serves you hummus, you automatically look for the pita to wipe it up with.
6. You find yourself singing along to a Mizrachi song.
7. You think instant coffee is a perfectly good morning drink.
8. You no longer look at the speedometer on your car and panic when you see a number over 90 (it's kilometers, people...)
9. Someone asks you for directions and you actually know how to answer.
10.The pro-Israel comments that your American friends post to their Facebook pages start to seem a little... naive. (Don't get me wrong, I'm very pro-Israel... but, well, it's much more complicated than that when you live here. A blog post for another day...)
11. When you pick up a Jewish book, you automatically try to read it from right to left.
12. The names "Inbal," "Elmog," "Dudu," "Hadas" and "Tal" no longer sound funny to you. Ok, so Dudu is still funny. As is any name paired with the last name פינס. Because we all have an inner fourth grader.
13. You can't think of the right word in English.
Have you experienced any of these moments? Which would you add to the list?
My husband and I (and our cat Zeus) made aliyah to northern Israel in April, 2008. In Israel, we adopted two street kittens who have proceeded to make up for kittenhoods of deprivation by growing remarkably fat and shiny. In October of 2011, we welcomed our first daughter, Nitsah. Moving to a new country demands both a sense of wonder and a sense of humor. In this blog, I'll try to share both! DISCLAIMER: I actually can't tell you how to be Israeli, because I'm still working on it myself. But at least we can muddle towards Israeli-ness together!