White Girl Down

We all were to get breakfast and then leave at 10 AM. Breakfast is served in the hotel restaurant downstairs, a nice buffet spread. As we’re eating breakfast, word spreads quickly that Stef went home with the guy she was ‘enjoying’ last night at Clava–but never returned. The collective nervousness […]

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Going Out in Tel Aviv

Mid-day…on the bus…heading somewhere. We’ve just got out of the cactus farm and Devin has nearly lost his sunglasses again. He’s brought an expensive pair of Persol sunglasses that he has been nervously worrying about since day one–what a mistake. He’s left them in my room before, and he’s dropped them […]

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Hangovers, Landmines, and Forrest Gump

Stooped over, sweaty, and with a burning headache do I find myself sitting here on the stoop out front of my room. I’ve finally found my pen, hiding somewhere on the ground. Last night I wrote while smoking cigarettes with some people, and the pen must have slipped out of […]

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Laugh Attacks and Kibbutz Brats

Shabbat, that centerpiece of Jewish life. It marks the seventh day of the Jewish week and the period of rest. For observant Jews it also means a period of not using electronics or doing anything related to work. This goes as far as not ripping toilet paper squares–single square dispensers […]

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Paddle Dancing and Jordan River Rafting

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0700. I’m woken up by my roommates Omri and Andrew. A nice Israeli breakfast spread is waiting for us in this multi purpose room on the kibbutz. “Eat a lot! You won’t get to eat again for a while!” shouts Mickey. I ate eggs and some Israeli assorted salad items, […]

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Crushed legs and Prison Camps

I sit beside Devin.  I keep trying to write ‘Ari’ because he looks a lot like Ari.  He was really tall and pretty much needed both seats for his legs.  Felt bad to make the guy crunch in his seat, but it was whatever. We chat and eventually reach the […]

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Welcome to Israel

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It was 5 A.M. when we got in and I could smell the desert air as I walked off the plane.  It’s always interesting how you can sense the different air. It smelt like sand. Deplaning complete. Getting across the border was a joke. We got our shit off the […]

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