Yes, it’s my busy season, my loyal readers, with my Birthright groups here this month. So far, none of my participants have canceled which I’ll take at least some credit for. Busy season means some or all of the following:
- long hours
- crazy long hours behind the wheel
- unexpectedly crashing in Bedouin tents with no change of clothes or toiletries (Ech omrim “toiletries”? What an odd word. It includes things you put in your mouth but has the word “toilet” in it. I’ll never be able to brush my teeth without thinking about it.)
- blog entries started after midnight (you see how much I care about you people?)
Yeah, so one kid (adult but easier to type “kid” than “participant”) missed his flight last week, meaning I had to go pick him up from the airport a couple of days after everyone else arrived. Because of those little things that I like to call falling Kassams, we couldn’t take the most direct route to Kfar Hanokdim, the tent where his group was staying that night. (Not that we would have really been in danger, but any youth/group trip is going to be bound by strict rules obviously. Were I more handy with PhotoShop and whatever, I’d insert a road map here with the different highways highlighted but since I haven’t even figured out how to program my TV, I don’t see this other thing happening. B’ima sheli, can someone please come fix my television?)
They should remake this movie Israeli-style just to
hear someone say “Haunted house? Yiyeh b’seeeeeedeeeeeer!”
By the time I finally dropped the kid off, it was too late to turn around and drive back to Jerusalem on a sufgania, with it being dark as hell. Now….have you people been to a Bedouin tent? I remember going at the age of 15 or so. It was just that…a tent. I don’t remember any bathrooms or showers, much less fancy-shmancy staff cabins. DUDE…this place was ridonkulous! There were at least 14 buses there, tons of mammoth tents to accommodate them all, some bar-type thing, cabins, bathrooms, and who knows what else. That was a real authentic Bedouin experience, much in the same way that visiting Kentucky Fried Chicken would be a real Hezbollian experience. The educational value in that place is non-existent but the groups love it so whaddya gonna do?
“It’s finger-lickin ALLAH AKBAR!”
By the way, the highlight of the evening was undoubtedly when the tour guide called me on my way down. “Ehhhhh, Benji. Waht eez smores?” That ruled.
Anyway, by the time I woke up the next morning, wearing the same clothes and not having brushed my teeth, let’s just say I was ready to drive home. And drive home I did, at the maximum speed of 80 km/hour (about 50 mph, I think.) Hey, kids! Wanna cause mass chaos on the roads? Get onto a highway and drive reaaaaaally slow with a sufgania on your front wheel. Even better, a one-lane road. I must have been passed by 100 cars who were none too pleased with me. And that is definitely not unique to Israel; in the States, people would have been going nuts too. You just know they’re sitting behind you cursing “what the *#(@$ is wrong with this guy????” I can’t believe there wasn’t an accident with all the mass lane-changing going on.
Yeah, so there was no way in hell I was going to return home using the Dead Sea road. Hamas could have dropped Kassams, fire-breathing falafel balls, or Ariel Sharon’s gut on my head and I would have still taken kvish 6 back north. Which I did. And of course it was fine (aside from the amount of time it took me to back and getting stuck in rush hour traffic). I did however stop and get a cafe hafuch on the way which brings me to something which should definitely make 2009’s “61 more things I love about Israel” list: the fact that you can stop at any gas station in the country and get a cappuccino. Soooooo Israeli.
More stuff you can be doing right now (don’t say I’m not offering suggestions):
- Give to injured soldiers through Masseh Nissim (thanks, Shara)
- Go the shuk at the Tel Aviv namal next Sunday and Monday
- Buy fish from these guys who live in the south (not Alabama)….ok, this link isn’t working and it’s not letting me paste all the text in…working on it
There are all kinds of good articles floating around out there like this one by Charles Krauthammer and this one by the Dersh. Read them, send them to your friends, check out all the Youtube videos going around on Facebook and whatnot.
So are you doing anything?