The Sugar Shack

Written by Jonathan Aryeh Wayne, June 12, 2019 The temperature was 90 degrees with a heat index of 96, as I sweated profusely in the daytime sun, standing in a line stretching more than half a mile long as I waited to board the ferry to Rockaway Beach, NY. It was the day before Memorial…

Bicycle Angels

Written by Jonathan Aryeh Wayne, October 10, 2018 It wasn’t that long ago where I found myself hunched over my bicycle desperately attempting to unlock it. After about a half hour, I was ready to do whatever it took to free my bicycle and get the hell out of there. The people sitting inside Starbucks…

Hilltop Magic

Written by Jonathan Aryeh Wayne, May 11, 2016 Mid afternoon, I walked up Ha Nasi street in Safed, on my way to the summit of the city. Mount Meron was to my west and the Sea of Galilee was to my east. I was at an elevation of nearly 3,000 feet. I was searching for…

Coffeehouse Savants

Written by Jonathan Aryeh Wayne, February 10, 2016 I was sitting in a coffeehouse surrounded by mostly women staring at screens. I was sipping my medium latte in one hand while my other hand clutched my smartphone. Why was I one of these people? I would have rather read a newspaper or sit on a…