Only in Israel are you jogging at gym when an unexpected drum circle forms in front of you and the sound of drums begins to resonate.
It seems as though it was a coordinated surprise put on by the manager of the gym in order to entertain the workout-goers. Well, not surprisingly, those working out barely acknowledged the drum players. Rather, earphones remained in ears, workouts were carried on, and a scattering of smiles and sneers were directed toward the players. I, on the other handed, wanted nothing more than to break out in dance to the beat of the drums. Instead, however, I only dreamt of such things. I respectfully removed my earphones to give the drum players a bit of deserving attention.