We came to Tel-Aviv's Ben Gurion airport late. We were impatient to meet our Vorkuta, a cold arctic city, friend. He offered to come and meet us at the airport, but we rented a car with a GPS, so I told him I was coming.
Boy, was I naïve…
GPS was in silent mode. Well, I did not really care. We have chosen English as our preferred language, and I typed the address in English.
The results came back in Hebrew. A few addresses that came back in English were not even in the area.
And I do not know a word of Hebrew.
We ended up having our friend to come to the airport and we followed him to his condo.
Next day my niece figured out how to give GPS a voice. It started talking, however, it spoke German. Even though we were consistently choosing English.
We figured that the only way for us to move around was having the addresses both in English and Hebrew. This was we were able to make sure we could find the address in Hebrew.
Interestingly, we were still able to find places, to meet our relatives, and to navigate in those places we were driving to and from.