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Tonight's Interesting Encounter

I came home quite a bit later than normal, but if I hadn't I would never have had my noteworthy experience in the elevator. I entered our appartment complex right behind an elderly Jewish man (FYI we live in a Jewish neighborhood, so quite often we see Jewish people).  This man was very friendly, he smiled at me and motioned me to enter the elevator before him.  While we were in the elevator in very broken German, he asked if this was home and then after my reply pinched my cheek and then kissed his fingers that had just touched my cheek and said something I could not understand - maybe Hebrew?! It was soo funny.  I just about died laughting!  Of course, I didn't until he left the elevator!  

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