Monday, April 24, 2006

Tour Guides Earn Their Money!

I am so warn out from traipsing around Tel Aviv (Sheinkin St., Carmel Market, Neveh Tzedek) in the midday rain today with my visiting distant cousin that all evening I've been going into one room or the other and forgetting why I'm there. That never happens to anyone else, right?

6 comments:

goldenlucyd said...

Hmmmmm. What was is I came here for? Ah yes, I wanted to say bravo for taking on tour guide duties. I've done it on occasion and have been drained both physically and mentally. It isn't simply the "doing" of things. I found it emotionally demanding becasue I always felt that it was "up to me" to make sure everybody was enjoying themselves. After all, I am in control of the world!

I also enjoyed your comment about how multiethnic families have become. Our family has become a both culturally and religiously diverse in this last generation. I think it's a very good thing---at least the new babies seem to be the very models of hybrid vigor!

Carole and Jack and moi---I should only live so long--will be visiting the Homeland as soon as we can. All the Grands have been there and loved it. It's time for the alte cachers. But don't worry, we'll hire tour guides and take you out for a wonderful evening on the town!
lucyd

Savtadotty said...

Hybrid vigor, yea! Don't wait too long to visit: I'm an alte cacher too, y'know :-)

Lin said...

Golden took the words outta my mouth. "Now why did I come here?"

Unfortunately, I regularly wander into rooms, refrigerators and the garden with a clear purpose in mind that disappears somewhere on the short journey.

Udge said...

I had thought of a really good comment that wasn't just "me too", but I've forgotten what it was.

paulmonster said...

Right. See, sometimes I feel like I'm the absent-minded Tour Guide to My Life, and then I end up walking places followed by herds of people I somehow ended up responsible for, and then I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing or why I went there. Or who all these people in my life are, with their endless questions (the least they could do is wear matching neon stickers, like the more docile tourist variety indulge in).

That's usually when I just start making up explanations for all sorts of things...

Savtadotty said...

lin - What are you doing with a walk-in refrigerator?

udge - All brilliant ripostes will come to you in the shower. Is your new computer waterproof?

paulmonster - you mean creative explanations like Lucy's: "Snow falls up Charlie Brown, not down. It only looks like it's falling down because of the wind," in "You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown?"