I ended up hitchhiking to Rosh Pinna from Nazareth which I didn’t plan to at all. I was waiting at the bus stop for the bus from Nazareth to Tiberius so I could change there to get to Rosh Pinna but it wasn’t coming. Either I’d got the schedule wrong or it just wasn’t coming at all but it was getting late and the dusk moonlight was starting to creep in and as the journey took an hour I needed to get moving before it was really dark. Luckily the first car that saw me stopped and I jumped in. He was heading to Tiberius so I figured I was lucky… until he started acting strange.
Perhaps I was his first ever hitchhiker, or he was a natural weirdo but his actions were over friendly which made me uneasy. He kept looking at me. Just staring, then all at once he randomly pulled over and stopped in an Arab town in the valley and jumped out and bought me TWO falafels and some water. I finally saw him in outside the car setting and he was huge, wide and scary. He could crush me with him toe… but though he was extremely questionable, I still accepted because I was hungry – what can I say.. a girls got to eat.
He kept stopped off a view points too which now I am pleased about because I saw some spectacular views of Tiberius and distant Jordan but I kept thinking that this was his way of sweetening me up for something horrible. I even memorized his number plate when he bought the food. It was just intuition, but finally we got down to Tiberius bus station and I jumped or should I say ran out. I arrived in a very still Rosh Pinna 40minutes later in pitch black darkness.
“Rosh Pinna was the unwanted rock, which found its place as the corner-stone of Israel”, a local told me.
Rosh Pinna is a wonderful picturesque little place in Northern Israel. Though be careful, because as much as Rosh Pinna is welcoming, locals tell me that she (Rosh Pinna) also spits people out after a while. I still don’t get it… It might be a personal experience.
The source of Rosh Pinna is the fountain at the end of the village. It is the chakra of the town, Eldad told me so – so it must be right. When you are there you feel a different vibration.The people welcome you like you’re an old friend or even a local. They don’t waste time with formalities either. Conversations I had in Rosh Pinna usually started from the middle, rather the beginning and worked their way backwards. Truthfully they are a little peculiar, but aren’t we all? They are the kind of people who put gnomes outside their house and leave their doors wide open while having arguments, sex, family gatherings and parties for the entire neighbourhood to hear – just because we are ‘all one’. I remember a local asking me ‘what do you do?’ and I gave my best response and when I returned the question ‘and what do you do?’ he responded ‘that’s a good question, I’m still trying to find that out’ in a wise buddha type way. I felt like such a tool for answering so thoroughly.
If you make your way to downtown Rosh Pinna from the fountain, you will walk past the picturesque old village which is home to art galleries, magnificent look out points and a synagogue. I took a walk though the Wadi Rosh Pinna and it was so silent that I could hear everything is icy clarity. Every bird, branch, leaf and rustle of the trees. The mountains were like barriers separating me from the world, I was completely alone say for a few lizards and other wildlife. I remembered what a big deal solitude meant for me, the last time I was totally alone in such a vast space was in the Mitzpe Ramon. I climbed to the top of the Wadi and looked down – everything was laid out clearly to me, the world was mine – even just for a day. If anybody was there, I must have looked like some random hiker lost in the valley.