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Sonja rinses the dust from the shade netting, gathered in just 3 months. The water is as brown as coffee.


Spring has arrived, and the pots receive fresh flowers. Henk immediately hooks them up to the drip irrigation, supplying water for half an hour per day.


Anneke's Aloe Vera sprouts two branches of flowers this year.



A night moth has found cover under the pigeon netting.



An there is the yearly rain shower again. This time it soaks the flat real good, and the water flows foaming over the Derech Harim. Sonja drives the jeep down town through streams of water, and over a paper boat that sailed down hill next to the airport.


Pretty wet.....


The balcony is constructed such that the water runs as quickly as possible away from the drain. In no time the entire balcony was flooded, and leaking into the house as well. The only dry spot was the drain :-(


Rain is Eilat is so dusty that cars are more dirty after the shower than before. When the water on the balcony had evaporated, beautiful sand figures remained.


We planned to spent Seder eve, before Passover, with Ruth and Yuval, untraditionally with a BBQ. Four became five when Yuval's brother turned up, and five became ten when a Dutch family unexpectedly arrived to stay a few days at R&Y's place. We bought some extra meat, made whole pots of garlic sauce, and had a splendid evening.


This is apparently a unique picture: Yanif doing the dishes.


The Snaterse family also came to Eilat by car, but came via Cape town(!). Over a year ago they shipped their camper van to South Africa, the drove it through most African countries and Egypt to Israel. It's Marianne's birthday tomorrow, and she treats us to apple pie.


Ilana Snaterse loves our polar bear. Amitsa immediately does a near perfect imitation, trying to attract as much attention.


Yom Ha'atzmaut: independence day. Our huge balcony is perfect for the tradition decoration: lots of blue-and-white flags. Henk attaches a big one to the railing, and many more small ones that you get every year as a present with the newspaper.


The flag can be seen for a considerable distance, due to its great position on the high building.


The little flags are not really suitable for the winds that howl around the top floor: after a week, all we got left are rags.


Flagging can be risky, as we discover shortly after Yom ha'atzmaut when fire brigade, police and an ambulance surround the building, and a fireman runs to the roof. Presumably someone on the floor below us has tried to remove his flag (picture above, to the left) as it hangs loose. Half an hour later, a man is wheeled into the ambulance on a stretcher. Because of the language problem we do not discover what really happened.


Sonja just came home from belly dancing, and had to wait until the police allowed entry to the parking lot. Henk takes the opportunity to picture the jeep with its 4 little flags.


Wow, how beautiful the desert is. This is wadi Racha, 30 minutes from Eilat.


Sonja spots a rare bird, while a small fire crackles behind her.


We brought some kebabs and hamburgers, and make a simple barbecue. Henk stands ready to catch the kebab with a pair of tongs suitable to roast an oxen. Dust everywhere, flies and wasps aplenty, but hmmmmm.....
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