The little cow-dung “Om away from Om” in the jungle was a delight. The small fire pit just outside the hut was a pleasure to sit at and listen to the sounds of the jungle. We saw a big black bird covered in white polka dots, apparently, an Asian Paradise Flycatcher, as it flew onto…
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(66) Raid on Om Beach
Life was good. We had moved into the little hut in the jungle and were quite friendly with our landlords. Although we seldom saw her husband, the lady would come over and motion that she would like a beedie. Donna would happily pull a couple out of the pack and smoke one with her. They…
(65) Om Beach
Om Beach is a place that has been described as “a less expensive and more relaxed alternative to the party beaches of Goa.” We had opted to skip Goa because it had become known as a non-stop techno-trance party. I’m sure it would be a lot of fun for the newly free ex-military kids from…
(64) Gokarna and Om Beach
The additional 12 hours of bus ride were not something we had anticipated. Finally, we arrived at Gokarna in the late morning. Exhausted, Donna and I stumbled like zombies from the bus and began our search for lodging. We were drawn to a friendly guesthouse by the sounds of a young man playing an instrument…
(63) Proper Conduct
The aircraft was not small, but it certainly wasn’t a 747. It was large enough to shuttle a reasonable number of people from Israel on their way to India. This included Christian tourists who had visited the Holy Land and was now on their way to the pyramids. Also on the plane were ex-soldiers just…
(62) Our Last Days in Israel
That week between Christmas and New Year’s was a blur of activities. We awakened after our evening with the Magician’s son, said our goodbyes, and went to Tel Aviv to visit and stay with our friend, Daniel. Daniel, a journalist, was once featured in a LIFE magazine article about the “Six-Day War.” Having met him…
(61) Ben Yehuda and the Magician’s Son
People were still a little upset that the first bus after Shabbat had arrived, opened and closed its doors, and left without any of the waiting passengers. Donna and I laughed between us, knowing we weren’t supposed to be on that bus. We had just been kicked out on Christmas Day in Jerusalem from the…
(60) Christmas 1994
Even while we felt she was quite eccentric, we enjoyed staying at Edna’s. We brought her the lion’s share of our earnings from busking to contribute to our room and board. Everything was going well. Christmas Day was only a few days away as it fell after Shabbat. The young lady and her son, also…
(59) Bethlehem
Christmas was quickly approaching on the calendar, and we thought it would be better to visit Bethlehem before the big rush of tourists on that holy day. We woke up, prepared for the outing, and caught a local bus to the “little town of Bethlehem.” After about 20 minutes, we arrived. It was apparent when…
(58) Return to Eilat
Eilat had been on our minds for a while. Mike’s Place had been good, and while there was a possibility to play there again, the next weeks would be too soon. The town of Eilat seemed to be where we should go and check out another potential gig. Someone had told us about a place…