Pub Night

It's just after 7am here.

Why am I up so early on Shabbat, I hear you ask. Basically because other PEOPLE are on it so much that I don't stand much of a chance otherwise.

Last night was 'Pub Night'. However, beforehand I had dinner with the other volunteers and showed them my hair. They said it was a 'nice' cut. Pah, whatever. A few glasses of wine later (we have wine at the dining hall on Shabbat) I walked back to my room, borrowed some scissors off a Danish girl (pointless info here) and chopped off my hair.

The haircut I had been given was... hmmm... well my hair was still long, but it had some weird chunky layer-things going on higher up, so I cut off all the length so it didn't look as 'alternative'.

I haven't had hair this short in... years. Takes some getting used to. Plus, my hair's still straight at the mo. I will wash it later to see the damage. Oh well.

Anyway.... getting on to my story. I got ready for the pub, with partying going on in the room upstairs (was invited up, but as everyone there was drunk apart from I, I passed), and singing.. I turned up at around 10.45, and was surprised. It was actually done up like a proper pub with a club attached (it looks like our dorms from the outside). Shortly after I arrived with Kady, it began to fill up with volunteers and kibbutzniks. Amusing that our volunteer leader tells us not to get drunk, when we get unlimited free alcohol... sorry, did you get that? UNLIMITED FREE ALCOHOL. However, I didn't. I left before closing, just a tad tipsy and very tired. However, that's another story. And a boring one at that.

Found out the gossip - who's hooked up with who, etc. Pretty decadent here by the sounds of it. Hmmmm... guess what I expected. I was introduced to a new guy. Told Kady his name was Theodore... didn't really expect her to believe me, but had simple entertainment the whole evening of her calling him 'Teddy' and marvelling over how she'd never met anyone with that name before. Everyone went along with it pretty well. Interesting to see how long it'll take for her to find out his name's actually David.

Also there was this Swedish guy walking around with a joker smile painted on his face, completely trashed. When being teased about being gay he said 'I don't like men. I just like fruit and female animals'. Er... right.

He left pretty early to pass out somewhere. There doesn't seem to be much else to do here. Sheeeeeesh. Great.

So like I said, lots of drunken behaviour, people asking me how I like it here

'It's like a prison camp'

Hmmmm... just kidding. I get to pack apples, which of course is the pinnacle of anyones career.

Right now I think I'll go back to sleep and make the most of Shabbat. Laters folks.