I’d just decided that yes, yes I would put on the bathing suit and take a shower when the damn siren went. When the siren goes, it is like Yom HaShoah or Yom HaZikaron (Holocaust and Memorial days): Cars pull to a halt on the street and the occupants jump out. But instead of standing silently in memory, they crouch down beside the car looking up and praying the rocket ain’t coming directly for them.
Two rockets were shot at the Tel Aviv area but the Iron Dome intercepted. Thank you oh wise ones who put the Iron Dome here this morning!