Even Sapir, Jerusalem
Tuesday, November 18th, 2003 http://adamkhan.net/rambles/lovely-scenery-but-walks-getting-boring
t’ll be better for the dogs, I reasoned when I moved from the city to a moshav, a type of agricultural community. And yes it is, and the scenery is lovely to the point of spectacular, but the walks are getting boring, most especially at night.
At first, it was exciting to follow all the paths in the vicinity and see to what delightful vistas and spots they led. To give you an idea, at the bottom of my hill is the Israel National Trail, which runs from the north to the south of the country, its path chosen for scenic highlights. In almost every direction outside the moshav there are lovely walks, but still, I walk less with the dogs than I did when I lived in the city.
One reason, true, is that walks are no longer strictly necessary. My door is always open here and the dogs can wander in and out at will, so that they can do their excretory business whenever they like. But still, I like going for walks with the dogs.
Unless I turn the walk into a big hike, leaving the moshav and going into the surrounding countryside or driving somewhere new, it’s not much fun to just step out the door and wander. Back in Tel Aviv I was certainly getting tired of the same old spots, but although it’s pleasant to walk around the circuit of the moshav, it’s getting very dull. During the day it’s nice, you can look at the spectacular hills around, but at night there’s nothing to see, and barely any life.
Yes, I can jump in the car and we can go for a walk in any nook and cranny of nearby Jerusalem, but it’s not quite the same as being able to just step outside the house and walk the city. I reason that I won’t be here long, so not to worry, but that’s not a good attitude; it’s all the more reason, arguably, to suck the juice out of where I am, to make sure to go on good walks in the relatively short time I’m here.
I’m only a 15-minute drive away from the city, and what with Daniel sending nice new music, I could be driving somewhere with the dogs more often for a walk.
The last time I did that was about a month ago. It was good in that we did find something new, but again, driving to go for a walk seems a tad ridiculous. I parked outside the Mount Zion Hotel and walked down through Mishkenot Sha’ananim and the surrounding parks, a place which I find boring and even irritating, then across Sultan’s Pool to the walls of the Old City, where, fabulous reader, we did rekindle our walking explorations. I discovered you can walk all along the outside of the Old City walls; it’s a rocky grassy park, and that was great.
Saturday, August 7th, 2004; Jerusalem, Israel
After arriving at the Jewish Quarter, we circled back, down the valley past the youth music college, and up past the Cinematheque again and down into Emek Refa’im, where the Saturday night crowds were still hanging about and I bought a slice of pizza. Which felt pretty miserable, as I barely know anyone in this city. Then back to the car.
Yes, there were ten delightful exciting minutes at the foot of the Old City walls, but I wouldn’t do it again, because the rest of it was such a drag. I have to say, especially now that it’s quite cold at nights, I am missing Tel Aviv. I’m missing the bicycle- and rollerblade-friendly flatness of the topography. I am missing the commercial density.
I like quiet, but I’m a city boy. How to reconcile the two?