Shabbat Shalom
Shabbat in Argentina was amazing. Shul made me feel like I was back in Israel and the rabbi’s home was incredible. His apartment reminded me of being on 5th ave in NYC. He had the best silverware and two cooks to help with the meal. There were 4 other couples at the dinner table. All with amazing stories. One Iranian couple spoke about their world travels and how the husband escaped Iran by foot/truck when he was 15 years old. The story was amazing and I’m truly greatful I was able to hear it. How a person can survive that and literally run for freedom with the risk of losing their life at any moment gives you inspiration to live your life and be happy with every thing that you have. To think this only happened 20 yrs ago.
Sitting at that table, I was able to briefly be at peace, it felt as if I was back in NY enjoying Shabbat. Plus…everyone spoke English (it was great).
For Shabbat lunch, I stayed by this really nice young family. They’re like 28 and have 4 kids. When I walked into their building I saw a Mezuzah on the elevator. I was so shocked and confused I started laughing. The family explained to me that the building was full of Jewish families so they put up a mezuzah. I thought it was the cutest thing and wondered if any buildings in Brooklyn have that.
Any who I walked home, read a little and then napped until Shabbat was over. I had some dinner at the restaurant across the street and later strolled about Recolleta and ended up drinking coffee at Freddo. There I met the sweetest couple. We ended up talking for over an hour and exchanged numbers.
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