I'm back in the USSR... ok no i'm not (thank G-d), but i am back in the States - missing Israel already. The first thing that struck me when i walked outside JFK was how weak the sun is here compared to the Israeli sun. I didn't even get the urge to reach for my sunglasses - in Israel it's actually unsafe to go without sunglasses for a prolonged period of time in the summer the amount of shade also surprised me. However, even though i left a lot of love behind - in coming back i have felt the awesome love that is here. The thirty hours of traveling weren't so bad, just a bit horrible. My back hurts and i am in a desperate need of a shower.
Here are some observations from the road:
- do not ever enter into the designated smoking area in the airport - you will die.
- if, in the middle of the night, at a deserted airport you notice a strange Japanese man following you around, move often and avoid eye contact
- talk to kids sitting next to you on airplanes, they are usually more pleasant than the adults ( i learned how to play UNO!)
- ask for a lot of red wine
- bring a pillow (and blanket) - it gets chilly in a deserted airport
- mp3 player with lots of memory helps. A lot.
- surprisingly, israeli vending machine coffee tastes better than the french cafe coffee
- the croissants are better in France, even in the airport, but not by much
- when needing to get somewhere fast, you will always end up on the slowest vehicle possible