Even though I put up a few blog posts yesterday, I decided I want to write a bit more tonight. I don't know if I'll have internet access much the rest of the trip, as we're moving to the south tomorrow. The rest of the trip will be at the Dead Sea, Masada, and Wednesday night we'll be staying with Bedouins (am imagining tents in the desert, which is probably close to the truth). Then, it's back to Tel Aviv for our last day. I fly home at 1am on Friday morning, and I have to say that while I want to soak up every last bit of this experience, I'm also looking forward to coming home now. I'm ready to have my own space again.
Do you know what I'm really looking forward to? This is totally lame, but after all these days of no connection to my world as I know it, I'm actually excited for the long plane ride between Tel Aviv and New York to just do my own thing and watch movies. I can't wait to watch movies! It's silly.
I'm going to swim in the Dead Sea and cover myself with mud! I'm soooooo looking forward to that. It's like being a kid again. I'm the kind who still likes to stomp and splash in puddles, and I love the feel of mud. Tomorrow night we're also going to do some sort of night scout with flashlights by the Dead Sea.
Do you know what I'm really looking forward to? This is totally lame, but after all these days of no connection to my world as I know it, I'm actually excited for the long plane ride between Tel Aviv and New York to just do my own thing and watch movies. I can't wait to watch movies! It's silly.
I can tell that I'm just going to be very random and talk about whatever, with no real flow, here.
Music is still a big part of my trip. Naturally I'm so glad to have it. When I need some space, or just want to retreat into my own head for a bit, my earphones go in and my player switch is on. I'm revisiting some oldies on this trip, since that's mostly what was on my computer when I very quickly uploaded what I had onto my new player. I've listened to Damien Rice's O, which I hadn't heard in a long time. I'm still a sucker for "The Blower's Daughter" and was really happy to listen to it again. It's an incredibly beautiful love song that I never get sick of hearing. I totally fall for good love songs every time and can listen to them over and over again.
I still heart We Can Create by Maps. They are on my Awesome List forever. I hope to see them play sometime. I'm having fun listening to Beck's The Information, Rilo Kiley, and The White Stripes Icky Thump, also on the Awesome List. Before this I hadn't heard the entire Icky Thump album, and I've discovered it's special. It has songs I'd dedicate to each of the men I've dated (or something that sorta looks like dating if you want to be technical about it) over the past few years. One for each. There aren't many on the list, but these songs either sum up the person or the situation pretty perfectly. I should write the White Stripes to thank them. :)
Speaking of which, my online dating subscription runs out while I'm here. I'm not sure what I'm going to do about it when I return. On one hand, I'd like to continue meeting people, but on the other hand, I haven't had much luck this route so far. I may take a break for a bit. Luckily, I have 18 hours of plane time to give my options some deep thought.
I'm so in love with the Song of Songs right now. It's been coming up on this trip, and it inspired me to read it again...I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine.
Today when I was walking into a shopping and cafe part of Jerusalem, trailing a bit behind the group, a man with long wild hair, who I assume is homeless (and probably crazy), was heading my direction. As he was about to pass me, he came to a stop, stared for a moment, and then just said, "Jesus." He said it like Jesus the name, although I don't feel like he was calling me Jesus or anything. He said it very matter of fact, and I had no idea what he meant by it. I looked at him briefly and decided to just keep walking, since I tend to be wary about engaging in convos with the unstable, and he continued walking too. It was very bizarre and is stuck in my mind. I'm all, Jesus?
I think my sis and Trav are going to come visit me when I return, and my sis and I are hoping to go to Smash. I'm looking forward to taking her there. Yum!
I've decided the one good thing about having my wallet stolen is that I'll get to have a new driver's license photo in front of the horrid turquoise curtain. Goody! Not.
Well, I found out my coworkers (and friends, I guess) have volunteered me as a player on a newly-formed kickball team at work. We've been challenged by another department, so peeps got together to make a team and now we're having shirts made and everything. Wow, I can't believe the decisions that are made for me while I'm away. This is funny, because I haven't thought about kickball in ages, but recently one of my friends told me he's part of an extreme (or hardcore or something) kickball league, which I'd never heard of, so I had to look into that. Now all of a sudden I'm on a team at work??? Kickball is the new theme!
The good news is that I like to kick. The bad news is that I was never a stellar kickballer in grade school, so I have doubts that any skills have magically developed over the last 20 or so years. I'm wondering if I'll be that player on the team that causes everyone to groan when she's up to kick. Well fine. I'm fine with that. But I may need to have a drink before the big game.
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