08-10-2006, 01:21 PM
Wisemon Wrote:Now that's interesting. When I was seven, my parents sent me and my sister to a Jew camp. It was pretty much the same as a regular camp, except they had chollah and grape juice on Friday afternoons.Where I went we had services *every fucking day* and a few Israeli counselors. On Friday nights the evening program was Rikudei Am ("folk dances", Israeli Dancing). This was way more like partying in Tel-Aviv than the name suggests.
Unfortunately though, the only wine allowed for Shabbat was Manishewitz: grape juice with the tiniest bit of alcohol added artificially. There was a rule against "all alcohol not served by camp staff for Jewish sacramental purposes". Fuckers.
Wisemon Wrote:I'm kind of looking forward to reading these entries when they're posted. I'm not entering, so the way I see it, this contest is up for grabs.Bit arrogant, no?