I'm not going to go into details about all my plans and how they didn't quite pan out, but by deciding that whatever happened was the best possible result I had a great time, really.
To give you a taste, I had planned my day to suit two rides from neighbors, one to Jerusalem and one back home to Shiloh. Since the ride to Jerusalem left later than expected I managed to do my nails and other important chores. And since the way I had planned to get to the ride home couldn't work out, I had to figure out another spot to meet her. I decided on the bus stop in Pisgat Zeev, near the traffic lights. I got there a bit early and while I was trying to let her know where to find me, suddenly my daughter pulled up on her way home to Ofra. We had a fantastic unplanned visit. Then when I got off at Ofra, I saw a young (almost everyone is younger than I am) neighbor waiting for a ride, too. She greeted me with:
"I hope you'll bring us luck."
And a second later a ride came that dropped us off at the main Shiloh Junction. A second after that another ride came that dropped us off at the Shvut Rachel-Shiloh Junction where a number of people were waiting and the winds were blowing.
"Let's walk," she suggested; so we did.
We talked, catching up on family news, the entire way from Ofra until we parted company at the Shiloh Park. I hardly took a dozen steps up the hill when another ride came and took me home.
That certainly wasn't the day I had planned, but it was great.