One day after

Yom Kippur and I already miss it. It's the only day in the year and I think the only place in the world when everything stops. No cars, no TV, no radio, no telephone calls, no work, many even fast so no food. Nothing, but your thoughts and lots of peace. It's a holiday when kids are the rulers of the roads; you see groups of children, riding bicycles on highways, without adults. The only vehicle that passes is an occasional ambulance or police car. Even the Muslims from the neighboring villages respect this Jewish holiday and don't drive on the roads.

we were out with the kids, free, talking quiet and Tito the dog could run on the busiest road in town. I had some time and finally managed to put these wall stickers on our dinning room wall.

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 En dan za praznikom Yom Kippur pa ga že pogrešam. To je edini dan v letu in mislim, da edini kraj (?) na svetu, ko se vse ustavi. Nobenih avtomobilov, televizije, dela, telefonskih klicev, veliko ljudi se tudi posti, nič. Samo tvoje misli in veliko miru. Za ta praznik otroci postanejo carji cest, krožijo po avtocestah na vseh mogočih prevoznih sredstvih (kolesa, poganjalčki, bimbe, rolerji, kotalke, rolke...) in to brez staršev. Sem pa tja pripelje mimo le kakšen rešilni ali policijski avto. Celo muslimani iz okoliških vasi spoštujejo ta Judovski praznih in se v glavnem ne vozijo z avti.

 Mi smo bili veliko zunaj, zalotila sem se, da sem še sama začela govoriti bolj potiho. Tito je lahko svobodno dirkal po najbolj zamašenih cestah v mestu. Našla sem celo čas in končno nalepila tele stenske nalepke na steno jedilnice.