Today we signed the lease on our new home in Israel. We did it! Rather, Elul really did it, what with his countless Skype conversations and emails with our real estate agent and, more recently, our new landlady. So without further ado, please find a little pictorial introduction to Nahariya and our new apartment.
|A view of the coastline, looking south towards Nahariya from Rosh HaNikra, very close to the Lebanese border.|
|Part of the beautiful Nahariya beach promenade.|
|Downtown Nahariya, from Gaton Street. Our apartment is a five minute walk from here.|
|The approach to our apartment building, on Aliyah Street. What an auspicious address!|
|Our building. Modest on the outside, but lovely on the inside. We're on the top floor.|
|The wall along the entry hall downstairs. I like the plaques! I wonder what the ads say on the bulletin board?|
|The living room, with the breakfast bar and a bit of the kitchen showing.|
|The kitchen. Note our landlady next to the fridge, trying to stay out of the shot.|
|The seating area. How am I going to keep that furniture clean? Note to self: pack slipcovers!|
|The master bedroom. It also has a large wardrobe, since older Israeli apartments don't always have closets.|
|The guest room. Simple and cheerful.|
|One of the bathrooms. The shower area is literally an area, with a drain on the floor. We're lucky to have a bathtub, though!|
|A work of seriously badass public art. I think this is in Acco, though, which is the next town south of Nahariya.|
|Last but not least, some great commercial art in Nahariya. This sculpture greets guests at The Penguin Restaurant. The Penguin is the oldest, most famous, and most loved restaurant in town.|
As you can imagine, the thought of making this journey is both exciting and daunting. With less than two months to go, I am resisting the urge to start packing now, since I know we will need most things until the day before we leave. For the things we will put on our "lift"--the stuff we will have shipped to Israel--we have to let the shippers pack all that stuff themselves, so that they will insure it. Because of this, I really can't pack anything, which is strangely frustrating.
We're shipping our personal effects (clothes, books, art, etc.) and a very few bits of furniture. But we have an apartment full of furniture here, so we've been puzzling over how to get rid of it in one fell swoop without simply giving it away. We will be immigrants who won't be working and don't speak the language in our new country, and it will probably stay that way for at least six months, if not more. Every NIS (New Israeli Shekel) we can scrape together and/or avoid spending, the better.
Today, Elul arranged for a furniture buyer to come to our apartment on December 15th. If we make a deal with him, the buyer will return a few days after that to pick up nearly all our furniture, minus the bed, two office chairs and small desks, and our recliners. This means we will be living out of our suitcases and eating dinner on our laps for about ten days, since we won't have our dressers or a table anymore. I'm telling you now, during this time of "fun camping" in our apartment, I will be thinking "I'm getting too old for this crap!" more than once!