Mana (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} cedarseed) wrote,@ 2006-07-24 11:30:00 |
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The resilience of this people will always amaze me.
I called the stationery store to check that they were open and went to buy more mailers. they are open only in the morning; it seems many businesses have opted for this compromise for the moment. They didn't have a mailing tube and the only place I could think of that had them was the post office, so I decided to drop by in the odd chance they were open. They were, and to my surprise the young man there (always eager to handle my stuff) asked: "What do you want to send?"
I stared. "What do you mean, what do I want to send? Mail is leaving?"
He shrugged: "Of course."
"How??"
"Through Syria".
There's only one road left out of the country and they're sending mail that way. Wow. So I'm going to start sending things that are easily replaceable in case of loss (such as prints).
Even my hairdresser was open, so I went to have a manicure (war is no excuse to be scruffy, as all hairdressers that worked during the war can testify to). It was more entertaining than usual, as everyone had lots to tell. They're only open 2 hours a day, mainly to get away from home and tv and get a change of air. While she attended to my hands, he had a lot to tell about why post-war buildings are not equipped with shelters (basements are used as warehouses or for other commercial purpose instead), how the destruction of the phone transmittors the other day cost Alfa $100 milion (the interruption in the lines has been remedied, by the way, by using other routers, so people are able to call again), etc...
I forgot to relay the other day a story my cousin told me. It made me laugh. She was staying across the street from a popular snack place, outside which 2 trucks were parked (supplies trucks, carrying among other things lots of Nutella). As trucks had become an object of fear since the bombing of the civilian trucks in Achrafieh, they started making phone calls to get the trucks moved ("How can you sleep at night knowing you're endangering all these people!") – to the neighbours, who made their own calls, so the outcry reached the police, the internal forces of security, the army, up to a general who made a call so that MPs came and asked the owners to please park their trucks somewhere less residential, making the process of ordering a Nutella crepe a lot slower. She was laughing her head off as she told the story, ending with: "People are bored, they're looking for ways to entertain themselves".
On a saddeer note, the people in Tye are really suffering. They can't leave their house for fear of being shot – apparently the rockets hitting Haifa are shot from Tyre and so the IDF is taking no chances there. They're starving and nobody can reach them to help...
I called the stationery store to check that they were open and went to buy more mailers. they are open only in the morning; it seems many businesses have opted for this compromise for the moment. They didn't have a mailing tube and the only place I could think of that had them was the post office, so I decided to drop by in the odd chance they were open. They were, and to my surprise the young man there (always eager to handle my stuff) asked: "What do you want to send?"
I stared. "What do you mean, what do I want to send? Mail is leaving?"
He shrugged: "Of course."
"How??"
"Through Syria".
There's only one road left out of the country and they're sending mail that way. Wow. So I'm going to start sending things that are easily replaceable in case of loss (such as prints).
Even my hairdresser was open, so I went to have a manicure (war is no excuse to be scruffy, as all hairdressers that worked during the war can testify to). It was more entertaining than usual, as everyone had lots to tell. They're only open 2 hours a day, mainly to get away from home and tv and get a change of air. While she attended to my hands, he had a lot to tell about why post-war buildings are not equipped with shelters (basements are used as warehouses or for other commercial purpose instead), how the destruction of the phone transmittors the other day cost Alfa $100 milion (the interruption in the lines has been remedied, by the way, by using other routers, so people are able to call again), etc...
I forgot to relay the other day a story my cousin told me. It made me laugh. She was staying across the street from a popular snack place, outside which 2 trucks were parked (supplies trucks, carrying among other things lots of Nutella). As trucks had become an object of fear since the bombing of the civilian trucks in Achrafieh, they started making phone calls to get the trucks moved ("How can you sleep at night knowing you're endangering all these people!") – to the neighbours, who made their own calls, so the outcry reached the police, the internal forces of security, the army, up to a general who made a call so that MPs came and asked the owners to please park their trucks somewhere less residential, making the process of ordering a Nutella crepe a lot slower. She was laughing her head off as she told the story, ending with: "People are bored, they're looking for ways to entertain themselves".
On a saddeer note, the people in Tye are really suffering. They can't leave their house for fear of being shot – apparently the rockets hitting Haifa are shot from Tyre and so the IDF is taking no chances there. They're starving and nobody can reach them to help...
