Purim is an awesome holiday - it's usually described as the Jewish Halloween/Mardi Gras.
It is so much more than that, but needless to say, the Israelis flipping LOVE this holiday.
I dressed up as a doll and E. dressed up "gangsta". We looked awesome!
E. was a little terrified of my doll face:
My shoes with bows:
Our lovely, boa-bedecked friend M.
Marvelous D. the feathery, sparkly fairy godmother:
People dressed up on the bus to Tel Aviv:
Fuzzy roomie photo:
A dancing protest in the square:
Some of my lovely friends:
The street party in Florintin:
It was amazing! Dancing, drinking, partying in the streets!
We went to Mike's Place (the American bar) and hung out for a while.
I did the thriller dance with a random fellow:
And then dashed off to the school party. It was pretty awful and I was too tired to deal with it in a wise manner. I snapped and flagged down a taxi to take me from Tel Aviv to Herzliya. I didn't even argue about the price. "Just take me home!"
The next day, I went to school for a megillah reading and lunch. Over all, it was a good holiday!