The letters of our thoughts are the ideas present in our mind before they come to realization . . . Thoughts that are, yet not felt . . . The words of the subconscious . . . of the soul . . .

These are the LETTERS OF MY THOUGHTS.

Sunday, August 06, 2006

The Wonders of Wi-FI

After two and a half weeks of only picking up chickens on Wi-Fi, sitting here in Borispol Intl. Airport in Kiev is like cold water for a thirsting soul.
The Taxi drivers greet us a with a most interesting chorus:
"Uman, Uman, Uman . . . . Baba Yar."
They must think that Jews are the most morbid people in the world, living for mass graves and cemeteries.



4 comments:

A Simple Jew said...

Where are you off to this time, Mottel? The picture on top is great!

mk said...

I think mottel is going to Vilna... to make a camp in............

Sefirah said...

you seem like u'd be interested in video blogging....why dont u try that for once?

Sef said...

thats all you wrote?