Fish out of water, but man do we love it.

This past Sunday, which happened to be a picture of perfect weather following an abysmal and rainy Saturday, a couple of friends and I decided to head down to the beach in Port Elizabeth for an outing. Having been raised in a Jewish orthodox background, I can tell you that there are many, many things Jews have customs regarding. There are some things we’re eager about, and others which aren’t quite treated with the same enthusiasm. It once struck me, however, that one thing which Judaism (and many Jews by extension) is generally more ambivalent towards is the beach.

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