A night out in Be'er Sheva

On a whim last night, I decided to head to Be'er Sheva with three of my WUJS friends. It was kind of a last-minute thing. There was a party planned at some club in the old city of Be'er Sheva, and about half of the group was signed up to go. We, however, wanted to see a movie.

After about 15 or 20 minutes in a traffic jam outside of the city, it was a nice surprise to find that the mall is literally across the street from the central bus station. We walked over, discovered that the next movie didn't start until very late, and ate some dinner. We figured out that to get back to Arad, we would have to join the end of the party and catch the (free and direct WUJS-provided) bus back with the group. So we hit the bookstore, where I got three books. Two are Harry Potter books in Hebrew to work on in order to improve my vocabulary. One is a novel in English just for fun.

At about 9:30 we bought tickets to the 10:00 showing of Borat. Israeli theaters assign seats, which is kind of odd, but nobody seemed to sit in their assigned rows, let alone seats. We got some popcorn to share, and sat down to watch the movie.

Borat was absolutely hilarious and disgusting! It was really a lot of fun. The most hilarious part is that when Borat and his director are supposedly speaking their crazy Khazakstani language, it's really just Hebrew (with some Polish at times too, apparently)! Amusingly enough, the Hebrew subtitles continued through the parts of the movie that were actually in Hebrew.

The weirdest thing about seeing a movie in Israel is that there's an intermission. And it's not like a normal intermission at a play, where the act ends and the curtain goes down. They simply just stop the movie somewhere, sometimes right in the middle of a sentence. It's very odd, but it gave us a chance to talk about the movie before it was over, so I guess it's not the worst thing in the world.

After the movie, we proceeded to get ourselves somewhat lost in Be'er Sheva. After asking four or five different people for directions to the club, we finally called Osnat to ask where the hell the place was. We eventually found it.

I actually danced a little bit, but I have to say that clubs really aren't for me. It was one of those places where the music is so loud that you can feel the bass pounding in your chest, and there are flashing lights everywhere. I didn't really like it. I found it way too overwhelming and crowded. So I guess it was an experience that just confirmed what I already knew: I don't like clubbing.

Anyway, we got back to Arad at about 2:00, and after a very cold shower I went to sleep. This morning, my voice teacher and I picked out three possible pieces to sing for my big audition (I don't even know when it is), and I have an orchestra rehearsal at 4:00. We have a shabbaton at WUJS this shabbat, so we get fed and everything, which is cool.

Oh, and it's slightly warmer out today, but the building is still freezing. I'm hoping to get my nice warm pajamas in the mail anytime now.