How it started

Walking down Emek, I notice this cute guy and think, oh he's cute...how can there be a cute guy in Jerusalem that I don't know about...anyway I keep on walking to my meal...
On the way home, we pass each other at the exact same spot...he starts a conversation in Hebrew with an obvious accent...
"It's ok, you can speak in English..."
That's how it started...

Aliyah - The next stage

I have reached the next stage of my Aliyah. I have bought a car!!! I now have freedom and with my time saved I shall be doing homework, since the strike is over and I now have perpetual Univsersity until the chagim (i.e. Rosh Hashanah).
I now want to drive everywhere and I am offering my services to anyone who needs an errand to run, since I have noticed that if you don't have an errand to run, there is nowhere to drive in Jerusalem. If you want to drive to the beach (Tel Aviv) , that's cool, but you need a chunk of time to set aside for this, unlike Bondi, it is not at the end of your street, Mrs Macquarie's chair and Blues point are not on the way home....there's no views in J-town!!!!!!
Where can I drive to next???