I Was Considered A Suspicious Character

Usually, I'm the type who is waved through security checks.  According to all the "profiling" I'm as benign as benign can be.

But even I can "slip up" when I'm not in total control of things.

A couple of weeks ago, I decided to take advantage of my husband's being home, so he could take care of my father.  I went off to the Sha'ar Binyamin Commercial-Industrial Zone, just north of Jerusalem in southern Binyamin, that's the Benjamin Regional Council, of which Shiloh is close to its northern border.

There is a large discount supermarket, Rami Levi, and there's nothing like shopping to make me feel like I'm on vacation, even if I'm just buying fruit and vegetables.  Of course I prefer Machane Yehuda Market for that, but I "can do" Rami Levi in Sha'ar Binyamin in less than half the time, and on Tuesdays my daughter can sometimes pick me up on her way back from Hebrew University, Mt. Scopus.

I caught a tremp (ride) to Jerusalem which had said "no problem" about dropping me off a Sha'ar Binyamin.  The only snafu was that she forgot and dropped me off quite a distance past the junction.  I wasn't sorry when I saw those goats or whatever peacefully grazing.  I took a few pictures and then walked to the gate.  There I was stopped and questioned, very innocuously of course.  First they just wanted to hear my voice and accent.  They quickly realized that I was just me, a middle-aged trempisitit, hitchhiker, and let me proceed.

Here are some pictures I took while waiting for my daughter, after shopping: