My first bomb shelter
I am thinking we will be the only people at breakfast, but there is an American. We talk about what is going on. He was with a group digging and touring. The students have all left because their parents made them go home.
We get on the road—still no traffic. We are off to northern Israel along the Mediterranean coast. We drive to Rosh Hanikra. It has cable cars that go to a grotto. It is closed and no one is around. No one. The roads have few people on them. This is Sunday, the first day of the week—a business day. There should be more people on the roads. We see TV cars everywhere and Israeli tanks and military cars and transports, but few passenger cars.
What a gorgeous view of the Mediterranean Sea—just beautiful. We do some filming and we are on to Nahariya. It reminds me of an European sea side town—so quaint. We find some businesses that had been hit by a rocket on Saturday. I am hoping Israel finishes these terrorists. We film and take some pictures. The BBC is there with all their “war gear” on. Will and I look at each other—we wear nothing. Will is tempted to ask them how they will make Israel the enemy in whatever they are filming.
We drive on to Haifa. As we enter, the traffic is tied up. We discover that a rocket has exploded about an hour before we arrive—two killed. We take an hour-long detour to an observation point and get out to take some pictures and do some filming. We get back to the car and discover that in our zeal, we had locked the keys in the car! Will and I just keep saying, we will laugh about this later.
The observation point is gorgeous and there is a breeze, so we wait. We notice a guy wind surfing. Sirens are going off and he is wind surfing. I love the human spirit.
About three hours later and three sirens later, the car is opened and we go close to the shore to see one of the first rockets attacks. We met Lenny, who shows us the BB-like pellets from inside a rocket. Will finds one. We interview Lenny and he thinks this war is all PM Olmert‘s fault. Go figure. But Israel is a democracy and he has a right to his opinion.
We are heading back to the car when a rocket goes off and we head to the bomb shelter. My first trip in a bomb shelter! There are about eight of us and everyone is so nice. There is a fan and some water and everyone waits.
About 10 minutes later, we head out but, we hear another blast. This time, Lenny and Will race to where the attack happened. They are the first on the scene. I am bringing up the rear. I just cannot run as fast as a 30-year-old. Will gets terrific pictures and video. No one is killed, but 14 are injured. Later, we hear that 13 rockets were fired that day on Haifa.
We finish and head back to the car and to Jerusalem. We stop in Herzliya because Will has heard of a sushi place there and we are hungry. We have not eaten all day except for breakfast. We find the sushi place and it was wonderful. We finish and drive to Jerusalem.
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August 24th, 2006 at 3:17 pm
I just saw that Zola passed on a couple of months before my Dad. My Dad also passed on but June 7th, and of lung cancer. I like Zola’s thoughts in that his passing was in fact a “permotion”. What a wonderful thought that I will always remember.
I am FOR Isreal. What is so sad is that this Terrorists stuff of bombing this and killing people and all that, will not stop. Gog is Syria and the Golan Heights area and the Valleys around that way. May God give us all the strength to endure these times in which we live….and our children and grandchildren and every generation of those who love God and Believe in Yeshua.
My love, prayers and encouragement to you also.
Love and Hugs,
Sandy Abernathy
Northern California USA