Cycone Sunday

At the Hebrew University I took a lot of classes that I'd love to talk about. I learned a lot of really interesting things…just not in Israeli Legal System. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed the class, my professor was awesome, and I did learn a lot, but the class was at 6:15 at night until 9:30…on Sunday. THIS IS THE MOST DIFFICULT CULTURAL DIFFERENCE TO ACCEPT WHEN GOING TO ISRAEL FROM AMERICA! Sunday is a work day. We asked Aryeh's grandparents, who made aliyah to Israel over 30 years ago, and even they still miss Sunday. Luckily, I carefully planned my schedule so this was my one and only class on Sunday (it may not be a weekend, but I'll be damned if I wasn't going to sleep in).

Now, again, I did enjoy this class, I just wasn't sure why it had to be three hours long. There were six of us from Nativ in the class, making up almost a half of it, and we honestly spent most of our time in class people watching. There were people from all over the world in the class. We had one or two students in the class that were on their way to have professions in a legal field that were looking to learn more about a foreign legal system; the information they were getting in this class was not what they were expecting (one of them never came back [good riddance…she sucked]) The rest of them just asked the most ridiculous questions, distracted Dr. Hammer, and made 30 minutes of actual information take three hours to learn. I know the time frame because the six of us missed a class due to a Nativ program, and Dr. Hammer was nice enough to meet up with us one night to go over the lesson. We met him at a little restaurant, had a 30 minute lecture, and then enjoyed a cup of coffee (it was a much better way to learn). Then, we left and saw him later at a concert that he suggested we go to 2 weeks earlier. Dr. Hammer was awesome.

Honorable mention: Reuben "Ruby Tuesday" was a huge guy that we loved to just listen to speak. I won't get into it, but everything out of his mouth was a riot…AND HE SPOKE FLUENT FRENCH!!! WHAT?!?!?!

After class, we'd take the 9:45 19 bus back up to Beit Nativ. Dr. Hammer was always on the same bus. For a while we didn't talk to him, but a few weeks in we decided to take some time to chat with him. Again, he was awesome. Three or four of us would stay on an extra stop to get let off across the street from our favorite pizza place, Cycone, and spend a few extra minutes hanging out with "The Hammer." We'd get a pie or two (each), walk back to the fountain across from Beit Nativ, eat half of a pizza there (or a whole one…it's a college leadership program, don't judge me), and put the leftovers in the fridge for later in the week. It was perfect.