I am falling behind in my posts - slacker! Sunday was a quiet day, as I had a project to
complete so I spent most of the day sitting at my favorite neighbourhood cafe,
in the sunshine. Mostly not working.
In the evening, I walked to Jaffa to have dinner with Rafi's cousin Avi and his mother at a restaurant called Doctor Shakshouka and yes, they specialize in shakshoukas, a dish of eggs poached in a sauce of tomatoes, chili peppers, onions, served on a pan. They also serve other Libyan specialties. The location is very picturesque; sort of a mix of shabby-chic and middle eastern, with long shared tables, and very casual. Not sure which look wins.
Cafe Masaryk |
In the evening, I walked to Jaffa to have dinner with Rafi's cousin Avi and his mother at a restaurant called Doctor Shakshouka and yes, they specialize in shakshoukas, a dish of eggs poached in a sauce of tomatoes, chili peppers, onions, served on a pan. They also serve other Libyan specialties. The location is very picturesque; sort of a mix of shabby-chic and middle eastern, with long shared tables, and very casual. Not sure which look wins.
Doctor Shakshouka |
Monday I went to an amazing and often overlooked
place, Akko. I had been invited to meet with a telephony company located about
30 minutes outside town - and jumped at the opportunity to go there. Rafi and I
visited Akko four years ago and I remembered it as a beautiful Arab town by the
sea and was happy to go back.
(Before going to Akko, on the way to the train
station in the morning, the cab driver took me via the "scenic route"
which, on the one hand really bugged me and cost me an extra 10 shekels, or 3 bucks, but on the other I realized I have been
here long enough to know when a cab driver does you in. I don’t feel so much
like a tourist now; worth the extra 10 shekels.)
The train ride took about 90 minutes. The ride is
all along the sea, so most of the time you can see the Mediterranean roll
along, on miles and miles of sandy beaches. Too bad the train windows weren't the kind you can open so I could smell the breeze.
Akko is a port city in the Western Galilee
region of northern Israel at the
northern extremity of Haifa Bay. Akko is one of the oldest continuously inhabited
sites in the country, probably five thousand years, and the holiest city of the Bahá'í Faith. Its Old
City has been designated by UNESCO
as a World Heritage Site and there are remarkable
sights (and sites). It doesn't get as many tourists as it should (do I real mean this?).
The Old City is a sleepy place -- and that makes it
so charming (the new city surrounding it is fine, populated mostly by Russian immigrants who got here in the 1980s and 25% of the population is Arab Israeli). The Old City is compact and within a few steps you can visit sites like Ottoman ruins to Crusader foundations
and more.
Fun Fact: 1799 was a big year for Napoleon as his siege of Akko failed and then his battered army returned to Cairo and Napoleon
secretly left Egypt after that. But things could have been different. Napoleon actually tried to negotiate with Chaim Farhi, the Jewish assistant
to the ruthless Ottoman ruler, to switch sides by issuing the first post-biblical call for a Jewish homeland under French protection in this land, way ahead
of the British Balfour Declaration by 118 years. Farhi declined and Napoleon came crashing against Akko's walls. The end.
Most Israeli Arab citizens live in the Galil, and
Akko is often regarded as an example of coexistence. The city, oddly enough,
has a very violent history but since the creation of the State of Israel, other
than riots that erupted in the city in 2008 after an Arab citizen drove through
a predominantly Jewish neighbourhood during Yom Kippur
leading to five days of violence (not bad violence apparently), it has been a beautifully
boring town.
In Akko I took a cab ride from the train station to the
old city to look around. Here are some views....
Port view |
Souk fishmonger |
Souk |
Inside the main Mosque |
Main Mosque courtyard |
Main Mosque courtyard |
View from the ramparts |
Climbed the Old City walls that did Napoleon in |
View from the ramparts |
A lane in the Old City |
Inside the Mosque |
I didn't have a lot of time before my meeting so
I walked to see the Old City walls, the port, the souk as well as the Mosque,
and found the restaurant I was looking for, which is mentioned In the book I am
reading, Walking
Israel: A Personal Search for the Soul of a Nation by Martin Fletcher, an
NBC News journalist who lives in Israel (the book is OK, but I am actually trying
to get the author’s email address to take him to task on some of his unbalanced
narrative, but I am enjoying parts of it nonetheless).
The restaurant is called Hummus
Sa’id, right in the souk. There, I asked for the menu (probably not the
first giveaway that I am a tourist here) and was told everyone orders the same:
hummus with chickpeas and olive oil; pickles; tomato slices; hot, sweet tea;
and pita (I should have known: this is what the book’s author had). I am not
the biggest fan of hummus but I have to say this was absolutely the tastiest,
most velvety humus I have ever had.
Unfortunately I couldn't linger here as one should, because I was planning on
meeting Ruth Bridger, who was driving me to the Galilean hills to the meeting
in her company. The waiter kept shaking his head each time I asked for the
bill. I was not staying long enough, and he was right. I left feeling slightly
nauseous, as the stuff is heavy and I ate too quickly, but it was worth it. I hope to come back.
Best hummus ever |
The Galilean hills are beautiful, gently sloping
and very green. Ruth is the first woman in high tech I meet in Israel (there aren't too many in North America either), and we had a wonderful
conversation (no surprise). By the time we got to the Industrial Park where
they are located, I had learned about her family, what her kids do, when
and how she moved here from California, about her career, and what it is like
to live here. It was fascinating – and I could so relate to her! (She looks a lot
younger than me but we are both Scorpios and the same age.)
What fascinated me the most were Ruth’s many
examples of coexistence between Arabs and Jews in this part of Israel. Being in
high tech, lots of her stories involved high tech examples. I heard that in
Nazareth, the Israeli government funded an Incubator to aid the Israeli Arab
sector, focusing on bio-med. A former employee in her company has done three
start-ups, and they are all highly successful and their valuations are
increasing all the time. Plus, the one start-up that originated in the Incubator
has since moved to Ruth’s building as well.
There is a Arab-owned call centre company in her
building that provides jobs for Arab women who, because of cultural reasons,
do not want jobs where they interact with men (I have heard similar stories
about creating employment in call centre jobs for Orthodox Jewish women too).
Unemployment in Israel is low, about 6%, and this
is especially true in high tech where there is so much competition for
qualified people and pretty much everyone dreams of "doing a start-up".
I asked Ruth if this “institutionalized racism” Israel-haters talk about is
real in her industry. No, she told me, high tech companies hire Arabs and
anyone else with the right skills. "Where you've got talent, you take it" Ruth
said.
Most fascinating was a story Ruth told me about a
Moslem Arab man in the nearby town of Sakhnin who, just like his father and
grandfather before him, volunteered and served in the IDF (Arab Israelis are exempted from mandatory service). When deployed, he
was stationed in Hebron, a real hotbed of violence in the West Bank, and this
was extremely helpful to the IDF's goal of keeping order as he understood how
to speak to the locals. But this isn't Disneyland, so he has been ostracized
and spat upon in his village.
In a recent documentary called Ameer Got His Gun (the link to the promo is here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9OY6wZ84hyU) he was interviewed and said words to the effect that "I live here and I support my country, and while I don't agree with everything the government does, neither do the Jews."
In a recent documentary called Ameer Got His Gun (the link to the promo is here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9OY6wZ84hyU) he was interviewed and said words to the effect that "I live here and I support my country, and while I don't agree with everything the government does, neither do the Jews."
Truer words I haven't heard here so far.
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