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72 Hours Later

The three day Yomtov marathon is over and we're into Chol Hamoed. Have I enjoyed the last seventy two hours? Yes and no. The Sedarim were nice and the kids got involved, which really made them memorable. But enough is enough, yomtov-wise!

We hosted the first seder at home and it was an absolute delight to hear both Dassi and Tali reading from the Hagaddah (in Hebrew, English and Aramaic noch). I look forward to next year when Michal might even be able to add her bit. The second Seder was held at our synagogue and it was also fun, although it too started pretty late. We left before the end - and it was already 1 a.m.

The rest of the time was spent eating (a LOT of eating), sleeping, reading - all the usual yomtovy things...but to be honest, I wasn't unhappy to see the return of normality (at least until Friday night when we attack the second batch).

So, how was your experience?
Did you celebrate?
Has the Matzah kicked in yet?
Are you excited by the fact that this time next week, pizza will no longer be a dirty word?

It's going to be a loooooooong week but I suppose I should get into the swing of things. This is a lovely festival and I am enjoying it. I'm just so preoccupied with the search for a car, my upcoming tests and the need to start working on my dissertation...that I'm not really able to relax enough to fully enjoy the festivities.

Oh well, as they say, next year in Jerusalem. Hey?

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