It’s hard to describe the feeling of Shabbos here. There is a peace, a serenity that is palpable. People coming and going from shule. The sounds of kiddush or zemiros from open apartment windows. The streets literally filled with children playing jump rope. Or enjoying the ability to zoom down hilly streets on their bimba (Israeli version of a children’s riding toy) without a car in sight. But like so many experiences in life, Shabbos in Yerushalayim cannot be properly experienced without first experiencing Eruv Shabbos in Yerushalayim.

I am still very new to Shabbos preparations in Israel. We are still in our temporary rental apartment while our own apartment is being renovated. THAT is, of course, a whole series of articles in itself – our shiputzim (renovations). But not the topic for today. With 2 sets of children in the neighborhood, I have gotten off pretty easy so far. And twice we were away for Shabbos. But this week, I have plunged in with a vengeance. Tonight we are having 3 bochrim, all Baltimore boys. And tomorrow we are having one of our children and family. A k”h, LARGE family. So, I have plenty of work to do to prepare. And since I am still a novice at this, I realized this morning that I was missing quite a few necessary items for Shabbos. Life here is very different than back in Baltimore. There, if I realized I needed a few things, I’d hop in the car and after a quick trip to Seven Mile Market, I’d likely have everything I needed. Maybe I would need one or two other stops. Whole thing would likely take 30 min. Here, I don’t have a car. And I needed 4 stops to get everything I needed. Now everything was within walking distance, no one place was more than a 15 min walk. But I have to shlep it all. Enter – the Bubby cart! An absolute necessity for shopping here. So, after an hour of babysitting (that’s a treat!) I grabbed my Bubby cart and headed off. Interestingly enough, I wasn’t alone. Turns out everyone needs to prepare for Shabbos. The hustle and bustle of people shopping and preparing serves as an exquisite counterpoint to the peace and slow pace of Shabbos itself. You cannot properly appreciate the peace of Shabbos without seeing and feeling the rush and anticipation of all the preparations. Flower vendors pop up on streets corners and in front of grocery stores. Everyone wishes you a Shabbat Shalom when you complete your purchases. Everyone is focused on Shabbos preparations. 1.5 hours later, all my purchases crammed into my overflowing Bubby cart, I arrived back home. It takes more time to prepare for Shabbos here. And more effort. But, “l’fum tzara agra”. According to the effort is the reward. Nowhere is that more true than here. Good Shabbos!