As many of you know, we don't have a car. We travel by bus and whatever aka tremping, hitchhiking. Sometimes it all goes easily, and sometimes it's a bit more complicated. There is bus service between Shiloh and Jerusalem and Shiloh and Ariel, which has more bus lines to the "Tel Aviv area."
The other day I attended a shiur class at Matan in Jerusalem. It ended a bit after one bus home and much too early for the next one. I hate waiting. So I had to figure out how to get home in between the buses.
I don't like sounding/seeming like a parasite, so I didn't ask/announce that I needed a ride after the shiur was over. It was a bit annoying watching all the cars pass me; I recognized the drivers from the participants. But that's the price of being carless.
I lost/wasted a lot of concentration during the class trying to figure out which bus and route I should take back to somehow get home.
I decided to walk to a bus stop that would give me two different options, #4 and #18. My luck was that I missed a bus. It passed me on the way. Then I waited and waited and waited; neither bus showed. Finally the #4 showed up. I sat near the driver so I could ask which stop would be the same as for #25 which could take me to a bus stop where cars also offer rides.
That made two buses, since the #25 came pretty quickly to make up for my previous wait. After a while a car stopped offering to take us to Adam. Going there wouldn't help, so I asked if they'd drop me off at the machsom, Jerusalem border. After waiting a short while there, I got a ride to Ofra, then to the Shiloh Junction and finally from there from a neighbor who passes my house on the way to his.
To put it simply, I got a ride straight home, and I even saved ns12. Thank G-d!
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