Just got back from Kol Nidre services at a Conservative, mostly English-language synagogue a short walk from our apartment. Most members are older, having immigrated thirty-plus years ago from the US, England, etc. but increasingly, there is a number of Russian immigrants admist the congregants, learning more about the rituals of the holidays. Of course, the Rabbi (I don't think he technically is one, actually) went on a little too long with bad jokes; the tzedekah appeal by the President felt strangely out of place; and the Cantor sang poetically as we all asked for God's forgiveness for this past year's sins.
We walked home to a cool sight: people dressed in white were walking home from services while kids in families who did not go to services were biking like crazy right in the middle of what are usually some of the busiest streets in Netanya. Bikes, scooters, roller blades were everywhere.
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