What Israel needs…

Parked? Abandoned? (Yes, that’s the pavement.) Who cares about pedestrians anyway?

…more traffic police!

I have this fantasy that as part of an improved diplomatic relationship between Israel and the Scottish National Party, there would be a winning exchange. Israel would send some sunshine, and in exchange Scotland would send some traffic police. Now, wouldn’t that be good?


Parking Masterclass Returns

It’s a while since we have had one of these. This one is a real beauty:

"Should I stay, or should I go now?"

“Should I stay, or should I go now?”

The picture was taken in HaMlachah Street in Ra’anana, behind the Ra’ananim shopping mall. This selfish bastard was parked right on top of a pedestrian (zebra) crossing. If you look, you can see the partly faded white bands on the road. There was space in front and behind, so there was zero need to block the crossing. OK, admittedly tagged red and white to signify ‘no parking,’ but that illegal parking would have been preferable to me and other pedestrians.

In his world, pedestrians don’t matter.

Since most Israeli pedestrian casualties occur at crossings, this behavior was not only selfish, it was downright dangerous, and inexcusable. Continuing proof that we badly need some good old fashioned traffic wardens here.


March’s parking masterclass

It’s been a while, and I have tried so hard to refrain from snapping pictures of Israel’s world class parking practitioners, but this one simply demanded that I record it.

Here’s the background.

I am in Ra’anana, having parked my car in a car park. The car park has all that you would expect from a no frills car park: parking spaces with white line markers, and a ticket machine. The car park is not busy. There is plenty of space.

While I am on the phone, a driver brings their car into the car park and abandons it. The driver gets out, and walks away.

This is how it was:


It maybe doesn’t look so bad from the back, but this next view gives you a better appreciation of the quality of this parking.


Truly in a class of its own.

In summary: let’s take up more than one parking space, and let’s not bother about partly blocking the flow of cars around the car park. If you look closely at the background of the second photo, you can see that our practitioner of the black art was inspired by an earlier demonstration of the art.

No excuse, but great inspiration!


A tale of two cars

On Friday, Susan and I went for a wander round parts of Jaffa, but mainly Shuk Hapishpeshim. It’s a flea market, with some chic shops infiltrating, and some early signs of gentrification. Certainly worth a wander.

Here’s one way to combine your car and your retail business that I had not see before:


Parking is the one challenge when you visit places like this. Susan’s genetically inherited magical parking powers came in handy, and we found a nice slot a couple of blocks away. But for others it was not so easy. We saw the police called to a makeshift parking lot – an abandoned, overgrown plot by the looks of it – because some idiots had blocked other vehicles in.

Then, I spotted this car, whose driver wins the Who cares about pedestrians? award of the day.


If I am reincarnated here, I’m coming back as a commission paid traffic warden. I’ll make a killing…


More parking masterclass – orthodox edition

Ra’anana, 29 July 2014.

Car, abandoned. Driver, a bandit.

Car, abandoned. Driver, a bandit.

Yes, that’s the pavement he has partly parked on. Yes, that’s the road he’s partly sticking out into. Yes, that’s the driver to the right. He noticed me taking a picture of his car.

You would have been very proud of me. I berated him entirely in Hebrew. Not a single Anglo-Saxon expletive left my lips.

It was, indeed, a parking masterclass. Pedestrians? Sod them? Zebra crossing? What’s that?  What a fine example this apparently orthodox chappie set. Doesn’t he look so proud of his work? What an utter…


Masterclass is back

Parking masterclass that is.

Ra’anana, the evening of 24 July 2014. All is quiet on the streets, leaving plenty of opportunity for the artists who operate in the field of car parking, to freely express themselves:


Because parking bays are for wimps.

Because big cars can go anywhere.

Because some people are…