Nilly, that's a great story. I especially loved how the "Those...etc." bit got shorter and shorter.

Three days!

Somebody seemed like he was trying to do something like that (on another booth, with a much shorter line - I think it was that of "Problems"), and it seemed like it failed quite loudly (most of the employees in the reception booths were not Israelis. The guards, however - all Israelis).

This is so interesting to me. Did he fail because the people in the booths weren't Israelis? What nationality/ies are they?

Thanks, P-C.

Did he fail because the people in the booths weren't Israelis? What nationality/ies are they?

I think that mostly, yes, but it's a combination of things. The employees seemed to be American (as in, USA citizens), and quite strict in following the rules. However, the stricness of the rules themselves is in and of itself not-so-Israeli. Here many things are more "just relax and trust that it'll be OK, and it will", if I'm making any sense.

Also, KATE! I don't remember when last I posted with you! I don't think I even got to compliment you on how great you looked in the F2F pictures (see, I manage to make this both on topic and not entirely meMeME n one sentence, and I even realized it only after I typed it and was wondering how off-ropic I can go).

Hee. Nilly told a fuuny story, and is coming here.

t /coffee-less post.

The Nilly grand tour takes a step closer to reality! I'm so looking forward to meeting you, Nilly, just because of the way you describe things.

My opinion of American embassies has been pretty low ever since my passport was stolen in Ireland. To replace it, I had to show up at the embassy in Dublin between before noon on a Monday. Since my wallet was stolen on Saturday and we were leaving the next Friday, I only had one opportunity to replace the passport, or I would face a large fine for "traveling without papers," plus the threat that I might not be able to get on the plane at all. I was on a tour with my mother and sister, and on the opposite side of the country on that Monday. I had to take a train to Dublin and wait in a series of not particularly decorative lines in different tiny grubby rooms, then take the train back to another location to meet up with the tour. MasterCard, on the other hand, FedExed a replacement card to my hotel in less than 24 hours.

Hee. Nilly told a fuuny story, and is coming here.

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Nilly is her own brand of funny. She's fuuny.

Yay for Nilly!!! Loved the line story. Now someone needs to take Nilly to the DMV while she's here.

Nillys coming! Nillys coming!

t bounces around wildly

I keep seeing things and thinking "we can take Nilly there! We can take Nilly THERE!".

Like, my Mom and I just got a membership to the Museum of Natural History and we realized that must be how people go on the sabbath... it's not paying if you're flashing a card, right? As long as you take the stairs you're golden! And Nilly isn't even needing sabbath amusement, I'm just thrilled that I could do it.

So. completely. goofy.

The employees seemed to be American (as in, USA citizens), and quite strict in following the rules. However, the stricness of the rules themselves is in and of itself not-so-Israeli. Here many things are more "just relax and trust that it'll be OK, and it will", if I'm making any sense.

Ah--it was the US Embassy, of course. I somehow missed that.

Also, KATE! I don't remember when last I posted with you! I don't think I even got to compliment you on how great you looked in the F2F pictures

Why, thank you! I'm giddy with the thought that I'll get to meet you soon. This is so exciting!

I keep seeing things and thinking "we can take Nilly there! We can take Nilly THERE!".

Me too. Or I think of things in NY that Nilly would like.