Dancing (7/2/23)

My Hebrew teacher, Orit, shared info on an Israeli dance class on Sunday mornings. I couldn't go last week, because I visited Lev Haolam. But I went today. It was in a community center, and I had to ask where the dancing was. I paid the class fee, and was dressed for action. My friend Pat wasn't feeling well , so there are no action photos of me dancing. All the directions were in Hebrew and I understood most of it. Just the usual problems of being on the wrong foot. The seated man in the photo was the dance leader.

I went and bought a wipeable tablecloth for home from a really dense-packed shop in Tel Aviv. To measure my piece, I had to take one end out to the sidewalk.