Water crisis and clean floors

Earlier today we cleaned the house for the weekend! Yoram is even more anal retentive than I am, especially with the floor. When we clean the house he really washes the floor, something we could never do in Sweden, since you have nowhere to push the water out. Here we just open the door and push it outside. But other than that, as I have said before, since we got Goshen, Yoram brushes the floor about three times a day, and I have told him that he will never see me doing it more than once a day!

As you probably know, we have a water crisis in Israel, and in contrast to what most Swedish people think (due to the biased media), we are actually very conscious and caring about it, all of us. Successive years of drought from 1998-2002 had dramatically lowered water levels in all of the main reservoirs. 1998/1999 was the worst drought year in Israel for the past 100 years. Me and Yoram complement each other very good. When I have the water running a tiny bit too long, Yoram yells "Water crisis!", while when he uses unnecessary cups and plates and stuff (which then needs to be washed), I yell "Water crisis!". All-in-all, we know all the tricks to use as less water as we possibly can.

We went to the new supermarket again today, close to Haifa, where they sell the cheap chicken. It is completely crazy in there and nowhere comparable to even the most busy Swedish supermarket, but fortunately we had our own charming road paver with us, Gal. He was sitting in the shopping cart screaming "Yalla, anachim!" which means something like "Move it, people!"...