Ah, Tel Aviv

Where to start for this one...? Nothing too witty is coming to mind so I'll get straight to the point. It was a hot day in June and I took a nice, scenic bus ride from Jerusalem to Tel Aviv to meet this week's bachelor. He lived in Netanya so Tel Aviv was a kind of half-way meeting point for both of us. I had my backpack with my shabbos things in it, and a folded suitbag with my shabbos clothes since I was going from Tel Aviv to Ramat Beit Shemesh for shabbos and it didn't make sense to go back to Jerusalem first.
When we met up he looked curiously at the suitbag (I'm pretty sure he'd never seen one before, or at least not like this one) and asked me what it was, but didn't offer to take it from me. Just to be clear, I didn't expect him to. Even if he offered I would have declined since it didn't way a thing. (since this is a rant blog I'm just listing all the possible faults in this guy) We then walked, in extreme heat I might add, down Arlozorov st. then passed the spot where Rabin was murdered, until, we reached Ganei Yehoshua where the book fair was taking place. Except it wasn't. Tel Aviv must have decided to get all religious because the book fair was closed on Friday.
I would like to interrupt this blog and ask all men to answer this poll (BEFORE SEEING THE INCORRECT ANSWER BELOW): at this point in the date, now that the original plan (which wasn't too brilliant to begin with, see the "Barnes&Noble" blog) won't work, WHAT WOULD YOU DO? Seriously, I just want to make sure I'm not that crazy and spoiled-sounding.
Incorrect Answer: we did the following- continued walking around Tel Aviv in the crazy heat, stopping only once to buy ice cream (but not, heaven forbid, to sit down somewhere shady to eat it) and keep walking. I don't think I've worn thinner, lighter clothing before in my life and by the middle of the "date" I was soaking wet. Mercifully, we passed by the Tel Aviv Museum of Art that was beautifully air conditioned and he suggested we go in. I'm not sure he still thought it was such a good idea once he saw how much it cost but he didn't even have to ask. He knew there was no way we were leaving the cool building in the immediate future. We walked around, I tried to casually flick a glance down at my watch every now and then. At one point I finally told him I needed to get back to the train station. Now, given that I did have a backpack to carry, and a suitbag, I'm thinking it makes sense to take the bus to the station. But nooooooo. We're being eco-friendly today and making a difference in the world! So we walked to the train station where I found out that my train had left the station promptly two minutes ago. The next one comes in one hour. Fine, one hour, I can deal with that. We buy a drink and sit down, some silence, and then I told him it didn't make sense for him to sit and wait with me for an hour, he should get going. I was worried I sounded like I was dismissing him, (I'm sure you think the same thing) which is why I was surprised to see what almost looked like relief in his eyes. O-kay.
Needless to say, since he's on the blog, we didn't go out again after that. He ended it. But the way he did it was funny. He called, said hi. I said hi back and waited for him to say what he needed to say, I wasn't going to help him by filling in the gaps. There was a significant pause before he actually spoke. He said he didn't think this was it. I literally had to hold back from laughing into the phone. I was relieved that I didn't have to make the decision and that I didn't have to add him to my long list of guys that I had ended relationships with.
NEXT!