Dr. Oh My Lord

When you move here, everyone reminds you to STOP CONVERTING INTO DOLLARS. Mostly because you don’t MAKE dollars, so it’s pointless. (If you don’t live here and don’t understand, trust me.)

Oh…and then there’s the whole reason of not wanting to have a heart attack.

Here is the first Dr. Pepper I’ve ever seen in Israel after a late-night mee-nee-mahr-keht visit.

Here is the same Dr. Pepper with a view of the price tag.

Here is Ichilov Hospital which admitted me after falling into a catatonic state.

Looks like I’m switching to a new drink. Good thing there’s not a water shortage in this country.

Oh wait…