Friday we went on a tiyul to welcome friends back to Eretz Yisrael. I don't know if they felt it was a reward or a punishment, but we had fun.
At the ma'ayan were four cowboys. Older guys, with cool hats, swimming in their clothes and smoking those replacement cigarettes that help them break the habit. No kipot.
At 2:30, they jumped on their horses and galloped home to get ready for Shabbat and make it to shul. (Okay, first they improvised troughs out of pop bottles to give their horses to drink.)
Lesson: Don't let the kipa or lack thereof fool you. Shabbat is for everyone in Israel.
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