I have always liked
At one point I had to go by taxi to the computer super store and was there placed face to face with crass commercialism at its most desperate degree. Five floors of sales, noise, canned music and aggressive sales. The taxi ride itself was interesting.
Yom Kippur itself I will not discuss. It is too personal. It was simply wonderful to speak Hebrew again and feel that part of me that is ‘us’. I guess I am a strange sort of animal, a fish that swims in many waters: at home with the French, at home in Hebrew and at home in English and yet truly never at home anywhere.
The fast was easy. It gets easier every year.
That evening after the fast I decided to go into town and see
The city is full of rats. They prowl through the parks. They cross the streets. I was really beginning to miss little
Strangely enough, the only Thai people I met that night who were simply delighted with their lives were the lady-boys. They seemed perfectly satisfied to be who they were and doing what they were doing (“You can fuck me then I can fuck you!”).
But I am neither an old Swede nor an old Englishman nor an old American. I am an old Jew, and this was no place for me.
The next day was a long one. The only memorable experience was getting my feet cleaned by Turkish fish. It tickled. It was nice.