it was like having 10 birthdays right in a row. each night we told secrets and each next night we danced. we watched the sunrise and the sunset... and the sunset again. we filled ourselves silly with hummus like we'd never had before.

into the sea and onto the mountains we met horsies and camels and tons of stray kitties. we split bread dipped in za'atar and halva with honey, but not before tasting cheese straight from the goat.

salad for breakfast with a soldier or eight, poetry in a tent in the desert in the south, and achey faces from smiling so hard.

look out, i'm about to bombard you with tales from 10 of the best days of my life.