Shehashalom Shelo - Zalman Levin MiNevel

Toods and I had been told it was unsafe to drive in the Dominican Republic and we'd mostly realized it was unsafe to drive the vehicle we had. So the baker baked us baguettes and the maid made sandwiches and we drove and we didn't really know how long we'd be on the road and we hoped that we would not get stuck on the road because we'd been told it wasn't safe. It was Tuesday morning and we planned to be back for Shabbos and we were stuck in the first hour of driving in a political protest involving burning palm trees and rubber and boulders in the road and an Evangelical priest. Images provided. Captions below.

In the end, we drove a cumulative 1,000 miles and we had a single cassette with us—this cassette—for a cumulative 1,000 miles of driving. Now Toods and I don't speak anymore. We just nod with glazed eyes and sing "Misimoil umiYOmin al yisroel Sholom..."


Our first day of driving:
1) Lunch. 2) Stuck. 3) Help. 4) Moving. 5) Wow.