And my body wants to me to barf, sleep, run a marathon, and never eat anything ever again. It is NOT nine-thirty PM. It is TWO-THIRTY PM. Must resist urge to sleep. Ughhhh...
Israel was fantastic. Wayyy too much effort to go into detail here, but it was truly amazing. Some highlights:
1. I finally get the whole importance-of-having-a-home-for-Jews thing. It wasn't until I got to Israel that I realized what a truly Christian country we live in, and how wonderful it is to be in a place where I am the ethnic majority (I don't say "religious" because there are a lot of secular Jews in Israel, and it really is a matter of culture, not faith). Except I did get a little tired of the whole kosher thing. Ham and cheese sandwich plz.
2. Jerusalem is gorgeous- the whole city is made of white stone, and built into the mountains. Tel Aviv is like NYC on the beach, and the Mediterranean is wonderful and puts the Jersey shore to shame (well, duh).
3. I met so many fascinating people: lots of soldiers (everyone has to join the army at 18, there were always a bunch of kids hanging around in green jumpsuits with M-16s slung on their backs), a wonderful family that was like the Israeli equivalent of my own, an old Hassidic war veteran who gave me a little book when I helped him send an email, a Bedouin man with two wives who lived in the desert in a tent.
4. Got lots of loot. But only spend 350 shekels (100 USD). Scorrrre.
And now I am home. My head is spinning and I haven't gone to the bathroom in 35 hours. I officially hate planes. But it is very nice to do nothing after getting up every day at 7am to get on a tour bus.
BACON TIME.
(cross-posted at bonbonsofsin.livejournal.com)
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