Went to a Mets game yesterday. Three days before that, I was in Barta'a talking about Israeli independence day with the Palestinian kids. The Mets won, 12 to 6.

Happy passover everyone!

I think I'm going to do up some matzo ball soup tomorrow, how does that sound?

My uncle has terminal cancer and his doctors say he has two months to live. I am afraid I'll never see him again ( Read more... )

I'm still alive, everyone ( Read more... )

Home Tomorrow.

On Saturday I drank more than a liter of orange juice, some of it with vodka, most of it without. On Sunday we toured the kibbutz juice factory, I frolicked atop a 16 ton pile of citrus fruit, and drank more orange juice ( Read more... )

Spent five days in the desert. Feel a little better.

I'm still alive.

Went to the West Bank today.

Also visited the village of Barta'a, where we'll be teaching. Some of the stores on the main street remind me of Coney Island Avenue, which makes me miss home.

I got back yesterday from a weeklong hiking and camping trip in the north of Israel. It was about sixty kilometers, all told, over five days. It was a survival trip, which means they gave us only very basic food and we had to find the rest ourselves. It would take me awhile to write down everything that happened, so I'll make a list of the main ( Read more... )