That was Wednesday morning. We had a crew of 5 men helping to unload our container. 40 feet of container.
We live on the first floor, which here means up 15 or so steps. The movers didn't use dollies or any assistance but instead carried each and every box up the stairs and into our apartment on their backs--even the appliances.
Four hours later, boxes stacked into every nook and cranny of the apartment and both of our outdoor porches, our movers left. We then met with a representative of the government absorption department so that we could begin to receive our new olim benefits. These benefits include housing stipends (small), living expenses (smaller), discounts on Sidney's schooling (not so small-- 90% off tuition), and tax benefits on major purchases-- all this for a limited time as we adjust to our new lives. Dinner was shared with Hillary and Alex at their home where Sidney was happy to play with their two daughters, Penina and Yael. They are new immigrants too and had not yet received their shipment so while some of us got chairs, Sidney sat on the garbage can (it had a lid!) and Penina sat on a box. The food was great and the friendship even better. Of course, the walk home took us through our favorite park, so Sidney got a late evening visit to the park--very out of the ordinary for American parents to allow such a thing, but school doesn't start until next week so...
Thursday we found out what gan (preschool) Sidney will be attending and then signed ourselves up for ulpan (the free 5-month Hebrew immersion program that every new immigrant receives). Then the unpacking commenced. It's amazing what we have been able to accomplish--and how much still remains.
In the middle of our unpacking, we took a break for a few hours on Friday for a celebratory adventure. We took the bus to Ramla (no, not Ramallah--the difference being that the former is a nice sized Israeli town in central Israel and the latter is the headquarters of the PA and across the green line). Ramla is the nearest big town, if you can call it that. Josh had been there once before to meet our friend Yaron, but this was a first for me and of course for Sidney. For those scoring at home on the map, Modiin is right in between both Ramla and Ramallah. Our destination was the Ramla shuk (open air market). 

It was awesome. Similar to the Mahane Yehuda shuk in Jerusalem, the one in Ramla is a bit smaller, maybe a bit busier. It was hopping with the pre-Shabbat rush. Every fruit and vegetable looked beautiful. We had the fresh litchis (or lychees if you go by Josh's spelling) as a snack on the spot. Josh said he wished that we could use smellevision for the blog, but in the absence, I'll have to try to describe: the floral smell of peaches and nectarines, fresh roasted nuts, the mixture of cumin, paprika, and other spices. We bought lots of fresh produce, some sponges and soap so we can wash dishes (yes this is a change, no more dishwasher--well that's not true. Our dishwasher has a good name--Josh.) We also got Sidney a new backpack for school. Before leaving, we stopped for lunch at a little shwarma stall in the market--a couple of tables, a shwarma spit, and a refrigerated case. Sidney and Josh got the house specialty, but I was happy to make a meal of pita, hummus, and the 15 or so salads that came as part of every dish they sold (those being two: felafel or shwarma). Fast food in Israel is so wonderful-- free all-you-can-eat salads with every meal-- not quite like fast food in the States.
It was awesome. Similar to the Mahane Yehuda shuk in Jerusalem, the one in Ramla is a bit smaller, maybe a bit busier. It was hopping with the pre-Shabbat rush. Every fruit and vegetable looked beautiful. We had the fresh litchis (or lychees if you go by Josh's spelling) as a snack on the spot. Josh said he wished that we could use smellevision for the blog, but in the absence, I'll have to try to describe: the floral smell of peaches and nectarines, fresh roasted nuts, the mixture of cumin, paprika, and other spices. We bought lots of fresh produce, some sponges and soap so we can wash dishes (yes this is a change, no more dishwasher--well that's not true. Our dishwasher has a good name--Josh.) We also got Sidney a new backpack for school. Before leaving, we stopped for lunch at a little shwarma stall in the market--a couple of tables, a shwarma spit, and a refrigerated case. Sidney and Josh got the house specialty, but I was happy to make a meal of pita, hummus, and the 15 or so salads that came as part of every dish they sold (those being two: felafel or shwarma). Fast food in Israel is so wonderful-- free all-you-can-eat salads with every meal-- not quite like fast food in the States.
The bus took us directly back to our house where we got back to the business at hand. Now we are about to start Shabbat--our second here, but somehow it feels like our first. We begin this life anew. Tomorrow, Josh and I celebrate our tenth anniversary. It's a new beginning, together, with Sidney.
Shabbat Shalom!
Sarah, Joshua (and Sidney)