She was supposed to come on Thursday evening, but there were bus issues and instead, she spent the night at a hostel in Eilat (the one I stayed in when I was en route to visiting her), and arrived at 11am on Friday morning. After a quick lunch (shwarma is awesome) at the Central Bus Station, we walked back to my apartment. On the way, we stopped at this FANTASTIC frozen yogurt place on Ben Yehuda St. You pick a cup, they fill the cup with the ingredients of your choice, and then they mix it with the yogurt. I would have no trouble giving up real ice cream if I could have that stuff instead.
We arrived at my apartment, dropped our bags off, and made a quick stop to the grocery store to buy food for the weekend, since things are closed on Shabbat. We relaxed, made dinner, watched TV, and slept.
...and woke up at 12:30pm! Good lord, that was fantastic. We ended up walking to the Old City, in search of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre. It should have been easy. But of course, it wasn't. We searched for WAY TOO LONG, but we eventually found it! We took pictures, and I was reminded of ArtHum...but the summer has been good to me, so there was minimal cringing on my part. I posed by a big mosaic that had a skull...which was right over my head. I wanted to make the horns with my hand and have a badass pose, but Hilary didn't think it was appropriate. And I listened.
Speaking of that--Hilary's parents think that I am a good influence on her! Of course, I thought this was hysterical. But then, my parents consider me parental supervision for them, so I guess anything is possible. This proves that when necessary, I can act like a mature, competent person.
Anyways, we explored the church and went into the sepulchre. I think it had Joseph's tomb. Hilary lit a candle and said prayers. The other people inside said prayers. I stood there and hoped that the people wouldn't notice that I wasn't crossing myself or anything.
We then walked home. It took 45 minutes total, and only 15 to leave the Old City. We were wandering around in there for well over an hour. Yeah.
After some relaxing and hydrating...and waiting for Shabbat to be over (we got home at 5pm, and things don't start up again until well after 8pm), we caught a bus to Malcha Mall...to see Harry Potter! I haven't seen a HP movie in theaters in years...because I couldn't deal with the fact that the movies are so different from the books. But I've decided to get over that.
At the movie theater, the seats are assigned, so we bought our tickets together. And then waited and waited and waited and waited for the people to open the doors so we could enter concessions and the movie theater. It was silly.
There weren't many previews, the annoying Israeli teenagers were loud and didn't turn off their cell phones, the screen wasn't as big as the ones in the States, and there was an intermission. Other than that, it was just like seeing a movie in the US.
As for the movie, it was good. When Ginny knelt to tie Harry's shoe, a lot of the people in the theater started laughing. Even I wasn't going to laugh! In conclusion, the annoying Israeli teenagers are even less mature than I am. Weird.
We caught a cab home (since it was around 1am when we got out), and now I'm about to head off.
Tomorrow (or rather, later today), Hilary is waking up super early for services at the Church of the Holy Sepulchre, which start at 7am. Then, I am meeting her at the Central Bus Station, and we are going to the Dead Sea! We're going to get all covered in mud and float around. It'll be super. Later, I will take Hilary to my Place of Internship, because I need to go in and do video editing. Then we'll walk back home (and get frozen yogurt on the way!) and you shall be treated to another co-written blog post.
But right now, I'm going to bed.
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