Tel Aviv 4/18/2012
What a good plan I had made for myself today! Today is
Wednesday and I had planned to do whatever it takes to get myself registered
for Ulpan Gordon in Tel Aviv so that I can continue with the intensive Hebrew
classes here. The day started perfect. I woke up. Early. I went for a run. I
showered. It was still relatively early. In order to complete my mission I had
to break it up into three separate tasks. Task 1: visit Ministry of the
Interior to update my address. Task 2: Visit the local Ministry of Absorption
to obtain my voucher to continue with the Ulpan. Task 3: Walk in to Ulpan
Gordon with voucher in hand so that I could be officially enrolled in Kitah
Gimmel (Level 3) Ulpan. Yes dear readers, in case you were wondering, that is
one level higher than what I was doing in Etzion, thank you very much.
The previous week I had visited Ulpan Gordon for a placement
test and Oh No! I was misinformed that the paper my previous Ulpan had supplied
me with was in fact not the voucher that I needed for continuing my Ulpan studies
in Tel Aviv! No, in order to obtain my voucher I must visit my local Ministry
of Absorption office in person, with the paper I had in my hand, present it to
the officer and who would in turn hand me a voucher from their offices that was needed for
registration at Ulpan Gordon. Okay, fine, but my local Ministry of Absorption
was in Kiriyat Gat, Adar’s hometown, which was a 3 hour bus trip away. No, that
wouldn’t work. But since I’m living in Tel Aviv now, at least for the next
year, I may as well update my official address on my ID card to the city of Tel Aviv so that I can visit
the Tel Aviv Ministry of Absorption. K, so in order to update the address, now
I must start my day by visiting the Ministry of the Interior.
Getting myself in order. First on the list is checking office
hours. “No Way” I think to myself in a delightful surprise when I check the
hours for the Ministry of the Interior. They’re open from 8:00-12:00 and
2:30-5:30. I’m in luck because I can get there by 10:00, which will ensure
enough of a cushion for me to get my business done before the office closes for
their two and one-half hour lunch break. And even better, the Ministry of
Absorption is open from 8:00-6:00, unfathomably great hours for an Israeli administrative
office. I could get this registration stuff done today no problem! Worst case
scenario, if I couldn’t get to the Ulpan by the time it closed I would just
give them my voucher on my first day of classes.
Well, they said it would be a hot day and the temperature
was forecasted for a high in the 90s. I was going to do a lot of walking so I
would wear shorts and a t-shirt, and comfortable flip flops. I would pack a
backpack with a sweater just in case, my Israeli ID card that needed updating,
my New Immigrant ID card for presentation at the Ministry of Absorption, the
Ulpan paper that I mistook for a voucher, my apartment lease to serve as proof
of residency, 1 liter of water since it was a hot one, and my current leisure
book A Tree Grows in Brooklyn since there would be a lot of waiting in
line. Are you guys liking this detail??
I check my google maps to see how far of a walk it would be
and it’s estimated at close to an hour to get to the Interior office. Task 1
was making me tired just thinking about it! I didn’t eat yet. I drank a coffee
and had no appetite for food, but I didn’t want to pass out in the middle of my
Israeli Administrative Office Fun Day! I decide to take a bus. I have no clue
which bus to take. I phone Adar. He tells me he thinks I need to take bus 72
from a bus stop that’s around a 20 minute walk away. He tells me to call the
bus company to double check just in case. I call the bus company. Adar was
completely wrong. Turns out there’s a bus stop just a 1 minute walk away from
my flat that goes directly to the Interior admin building. Good thing I called.
I set off to the bus stop with all of my supplies. It is hot
outside. Like a summer mid morning indeed. Oh no! Bus 72 is approaching and I’m
stuck at a red light! Should I run for it? Nah, it’s too hot out and I didn’t
eat. Half a second later I regret this decision and bolt across the street on a
red light. I sprint for the bus stop in my flip flops and shorts with all of my
supplies jumping up and down on my back. The people I’m running past stop to stare at me. Surely
they are thinking it’s too early and hot to be running after a bus. I finally make the
bus, yesssss. The bus driver comments in Hebrew something to the effect of “you
just ran a marathon right now.” I respond something to the tune of “Yes, haha,
you are right, I did sort of just run a marathon.” All the weary passengers look
up at me with their big, staring eyes. They look me up and down. They see me,
in my outfit of shorts, t-shirt, flip flops, and supplies on my back. I take my
seat and pull out A Tree Grows in Brooklyn and begin to read. It’s a
really good book and my bus ride passes quickly. I look up and realize that I
missed my stop. “No worries, I can walk back it will only be a few minutes,” I
think to myself.
I get to the entrance of the building and security there is
pretty damn serious. No messing around and telling them I’m not a terrorist.
This is the Ministry of the Interior after all. The guard opens my backpack and
checks my supplies, no guns and no explosives found. Now I may enter. I stop to
look at the directory. First I look at the Hebrew one. “Where is the damn
office listed on this directory?!” I think to myself. I switch to the English
directory. It’s ten times more confusing. I switch back to the Hebrew directory
and look more closely this time. Hmmm still can’t find it. “Well,” I think to
myself, “I’ll just enter the building further and look out for signs directing
me to the Ministry of Interior Offices.”
Yesss, there are signs that lead me to the office for the
Ministry of the Interior. At last, I arrive. But wait, there is another
security checkpoint! They are even more serious than the ones outside! I remark
to myself that this is the first place in Israel where I find that people are actually
following the conventional waiting-in-line rules. I wait in line. My turn
approaches. I notice the windows for the Interior office are shuttered. This
seems weird to me and I begin to worry a bit. As I’m sticking my backpack
filled with supplies through the metal detector I ask the guard why the windows
are shuttered for the Interior office. He tells me (Oh No!) they are closed! “Why?!?!?!?!”
I ask him. His response? “No asking questions at security, go to the
information desk to ask questions. Period.” I get out of line and go to the
info desk and try to explain that as I was preparing myself for my Day of Fun
in the Israeli Administrative Offices I made sure to closely check the hours
before taking off. The lady at information hands me a piece of paper that lists
the actual hours of operation of the office. These differed from the ones
posted online.
“WHAT WILL I DO NOW?!?!?” I think to myself? I meticulously
planned this funday, and I just miserably failed at completing task one. I can’t
move on to task two before completing task one. It’s like a delicate circuit.
You may only advance as you complete each task in order to accomplish the
mission impossible. My morning was quickly turning into afternoon and I didn’t know
what to do with myself now that my plans were completely and utterly ruined.
I phone my sister. She invites me to a complimentary lunch
for a restaurant she is reviewing in Tel Aviv. I think to myself that I deserve
this lunch as a reward despite the fact that I failed at task one, and
therefore could not complete the mission. Lunch was tasty. We sisters enjoyed
ourselves. Free makes it even better. Afternoon was now turning into late
afternoon. Soon, according to my updated and more accurate hours of operation,
the Ministry of the Interior would be open again (or more accurately, for the first time). It was decided that I would
continue with my funday. Off I walked towards the ministry of the Interior.
I wish I could have had free lunch with you guys!!!
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