A number of attractions, exhibits, museums, and other places around the center of the country have opened their doors to residents of the North to a free entrance, and today we took advantage of that to go to the Safari in Ramat Gan. The safari itself was kind of, um, OK, but the zoo is excelent, and we have a great time walking around. The exhibits aren't far apart, it's shady, and it was a nice day.
tomorrow we'll go to a water park which is half-price for northern residents...not cheap, even at half-price, but I would have never attempted it at full-price, so it's appreciated.
I also organized a different place to go to for shabbat, because the people that I'm staying with here had a long-standing committment to host some other people for Shabbat...visitors from the States. So we'll go to Modi'in to other friends for Shabbat.
I am more appreciative than I can ever say to the people around here who have opened our homes to us, and to other evacuees from the North, but it's very difficult, being in someone else's house, trying to use someone else's kitchen, and basically being dependent on the good will of others. The family that we're with are extremely low-key and easy-going, but it's still uncomfortable. However, I imagine that many others are in much more difficult circumstances, and I try to keep things in prespective.
A Tzfat resident repeated, on the local e-mail, a call from a well-regarded local rabbi, to people who had left, to return. He pointed out that many people cannot leave -- either they don't have anywhere to go, or they physically can't leave. This is understandable, and I am torn, since, on principle, I believe that he's right. If I was one my own, I'd return, or, probably, not have left to begin with. But I am responsible for my 10-year-old right now (the other kids aren't here now) and she had to leave Tzfat...she was a nervous wreck while we were there. I don't have the answer. I feel guilty that, as uncomfortable as it is to be living in someone else's house, I'm pretty lucky that I have a situation that allows me to be here. Life is....complicated.