I don't remember any do's at Kiryat Shimona square. I did go to 3 or 4 parties at Ayelet Hashahar, we got to know a few volunteers there, got on well and got the party invites, we were on Kibbutz Gadot which is literally next door to Ayelet, in fact, apart from one occasion when we borrowed a tractor and trailer, we used to walk there, must have been an hour or two walk across the cotton fields. Gadot was quite small, less than 500 people, Ayelet was a couple of thousand people if I recall correctly.
Happy days.
I was there through much of 1976 and left the kibbutz in Jan or Feb 1977. Several of us headed south and into the Sinai, our aim was to get right down to Ras Mohammed on the southern tip, the approach to Ras Mohammed was a narrow track marked by rocks, minefields either side. There we swam over the coral and watched the nearby sharks. Then onto the Monastery of Santa Catarina at the base of Mount Sinai, climbed Sinai through the night to watch the sunrise, a sight I'll never forget.
One bizarre memory is driving down the coast of the Sinai, we stopped overnight sleeping on the beach at Dahab, an uninhabited wasteland in those days, the next overnight stop we drove into a bay and out of the Desert wasteland there was a mile long concrete promenade with ornamental streetlamps along the length, and at the far end were the shells of two half built hotels, quite eerie. There was a shack halfway along the beach with a guy selling beer and giving diving lessons, apart from a couple of Bedouin he was the only living soul we saw there, the place was called Sharm El Sheik.
