Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. So, I’m an actuary, right? Yeah, I know, super exciting stuff. But today? Today was a whole different ball game.
I woke up in Ashkelon, this chill city on the Mediterranean coast of Israel. The sun was shining, and I thought, “Hey, today’s gonna be great!” Spoiler alert: it was not.
First off, I hit up the local café on Ben Gurion Street. You know, the one with the best shakshuka? I was ready to devour that like it was my last meal. But guess what? They were out of eggs! Like, how do you run out of eggs? I mean, c’mon! I was so mad, I almost threw my coffee at the wall. But I didn’t. I just sulked in my corner, scrolling through my phone like a sad puppy.
Then, I decided to take a stroll down the beach. Ashkelon’s beaches are stunning, man. The waves crashing, the sun glistening off the water. I was feeling a bit better. But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches my sandwich right outta my hand! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” I mean, who knew seagulls were such thieves? I was ready to start a seagull war.
After that, I wandered over to the Ashkelon Marina. It’s a pretty cool spot, lots of boats and stuff. I thought maybe I’d rent one and just sail away from my problems. But nah, the rental guy was like, “You need a license.” Ugh, of course I do. Just my luck, right?
So, I’m walking back, and I pass by the ancient ruins near the Ashkelon National Park. It’s wild, like, you can feel the history. But I was too busy being annoyed about my day to appreciate it. I mean, who cares about ancient civilizations when you’re hangry?
Then, I bumped into this old dude on Herzl Street. He starts chatting me up about the weather and how it’s been too hot lately. I’m like, “Yeah, tell me about it.” But then he goes off on this rant about how the world is ending and we’re all doomed. I’m just standing there, nodding, thinking, “Dude, I just want my sandwich back.”
Finally, I decided to hit up a local market. You know, the one on HaShalom Street? It’s got everything! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I thought, “Maybe I can salvage this day.” I grab some pomegranates and a few other goodies. But then, I drop one, and it explodes everywhere! Juice all over my shirt. Great. Just great.
By the time I got home, I was exhausted. I flopped on my couch, thinking about how my day went from bad to worse. But then, I remembered the beach, the sun, and the people. Ashkelon may have thrown me some curveballs, but it’s still my city.
So yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, but hey, that’s life, right? I guess I’ll just have to laugh it off and hope tomorrow’s better. Or at least that the seagulls are less aggressive.