Backstage Travels

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ISRAEL: the beginning…

on January 5, 2014

So, I’ve been back for a while, but the holidays and I have to go back to work sooner than I thought. I’ve been busy.

Lets start with Day 1, and I’ll post about the days. Okay, here goes.

The flight was leaving from Philly, and that’s about a three hour drive from where I live. As much as my fiance loves me, and would have driven me, he totally didn’t want to do it, and the weather was supposed to be bad anyway. So I took the train. It started to…not exactly snow? But it was cold and there was tiny ice falling from the sky.

Fastforward though train ride…remember I forgot all my make up, but meh; I was going to be in the desert for 10 days…cold transfers in stations that you have to stand outside for, what?….arrive at the airport.

Mkay, so I thought I would be the only one wicked early at like 2, when everyone was supposed to meet up at 5 for our flight at 9. I was not the earliest one. I met a few of the people, and at first it felt like our Jewishness was going to be the only thing that all 40 of us would have in common…I can be a little awkward at making friends. Quickly, and fortunately, that turned out to be a false assumption. As 5 o’clock drew nearer, more people flooded into our area, and we had to move. Conversations got detailed really, really quickly, but in all positive ways, I think.

Unfortunately, some people on our trip just didn’t make it to the airport. Here’s why:

Photos courtesy of Mirav Kesher. Not her real. But that’s her facebook name, so it’s all good.

Most of us were there, though, and got ready to go!

ticket

Obligatory shot of necessary travel documents. Yep, the nametag was necessary…for about two days. I don’t think there are actually any pictures of us wearing them. There’s not one I’ve found of me. I don’t think there are any pictures of the ice breakers, either. Oh, the icebreakers…

Of course, with the weather we were delayed. But we didn’t know how much we would be delayed…our 9:40 flight didn’t leave till about midnight. Mirav (Jenna), who I was sitting with, and I joked that she’d have her degree and I’d be married by the time we left. It was okay though, because Avi was our rabbinical representative and he was sitting right in front of us; he could perform the wedding….haha.

Anyway. Then we were on our way. Now, I have this stuffed dog that I’ve taken everywhere. I’ve had him since I was 1 year old. My mother tried to get me to retire him before college.

Nope!

And now I’m 25, and he went to Israel with me!!

IMG_0574While I didn’t take him to literally everywhere we went (because one morning we woke up at 4:30 am to climb a mountain. FOUR-THIRTY to CLIMB a MOUNTAIN…ahem. That’s another post), he was at every hostel…and tent.

Commence twelve hour plane ride…


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