The Long Journey Home
Doncha just hate it when you’ve got an important meeting and en route you discover your bus driver has absolutely no idea where he’s going?
What? Not a common occurrence in your life?

Luckily not in mine either. In fact, I’ve not had that experience at all.
Oleh Girl’s Yael, however, was traveling from Jerusalem to Tel Aviv with a busload of others when they discovered their young and inexperienced driver…
1) was driving the route for the first time, and
2) hadn’t a clue as to how to get to his final destination
According to Yael’s blow by blow here, passengers were offering driving directions, hanging out the door to flag other drivers for advice and generally behaving in an extremely supportive and compassionate manner.
“You’ll do better next time” they comforted rather than vent contempt or anger.
As Yael writes, very much an “only in Israel” experience.
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Miss Worldwide on
Sun, Jul 29th 2007 11:56 AM
That reminds me of a time when I took a cab in Tel Aviv to go to rehov Rothchild, and the driver didn’t know where it was coz he was from Beer Sheva, so he had to ask other cab drivers where Rothchild was (it’s like going to the Concorde in Paris…) but they would just tell him “you’re a cab driver and you don’t know where Rothchild is?” and they would drive off without telling him…. Only in Israel too.
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