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I’m going to Israel for 4 days.
One of my best friends is getting married and I’m surprising him.

8 years ago he was my best man.
Partly because that’s what he was and party because the concept "best man" doesn’t exist. Everybody helps and there is no wedding rehearsals and no black tie - one of my American friends heard that I’m going to surprise my friend and the fact that no one knows I’m coming was a shock to him. I really contemplated about this trip and except for my fear of flights which will dissolve by magic natural sleeping pills (a lot of nap time in my immediate future), and facing my family I’m really glad I’m going. One of those times that only when ill land ill realize that its good that I came.

Ask any Israeli and he will tell u (he/she) that going to Israel is not a vacation.
It’s an emotional race against the clock. It start when you say that you are coming.
It doesn’t matter that the world is a small place now, it doesn’t matter that there are Israelis everywhere and long
Gone the days that flying to and from Israel is for the rich. What matter is that you are coming and they want to
Wait for you at the airport, they want to know when are you coming to dinner because aunt Shula that you didn't’t
Say goodbye when you left to America is here and I want you to see her this time.
Plasma TV goes to the one that can find all the guilt’s in the last sentence.

Long store short – because I feel I need to open a new category – should it be guiltland or Israel, this trip will determine.

To the last frontier and beyond

פורסם בתאריך 17 בSeptember 2006 ע"י
תחת נושאים: Being Israeli, Life