birthright
the masada // jacob plays the recorder for echoes // a little waterfall
where we sang ingrid michaelson and the like // half ready for the sea // by the waterfall
mud // more mud // the dead sea
evan + hotel // moses burger // moses burger!!
film // likely listening to vampire weekend // jaffa!
some of the crew // night kitchen // my very first ceviche
a sunset // the last day // jenna + flag
-yeh!
the longer i'm home from israel the more it feels like it was a dream.
the absurdly clear blue skies,
the long, tartare-filled dinner on the small patio in the art museum,
the piles and piles of challah at the shuk...
the western wall. *
*and quickly learning that you're supposed to back away from it without turning your back to it.
jerusalem is a very pretty city. a slippery city: i almost ate shit at least three times. but a beautiful one. it was there where we had such a wildly omg amazing shabbat meal at a home right near the prime minister's house, right after an evening of singing and dancing near the wall. on the streets and near our hotel, i ran into rob! not once, but thrice! sonia and i bought custom jewelry in the old city with "this, too, is for the best" engraved in the silver.
we talked politics, we chewed on licorice branches, i had my first boreka, and we took lots and lots of pictures. jerusalem was definitely. definitely. a highlight of the trip.
-yeh!
the smell of challah baking in the oven: that, all day, every day, and no way to adjust to it so that every time you breath in, it is new again.
more mornings like this morning: where breakfast is bread dough and breakfast number two is fresh bread, right out of the oven. and outside it is raining cats and sheepdogs.
my family, my friends, all of my people, around one big round dinner table, every sunday. or friday. or both. or every morning.
lunchables: the boloney kind, with jell-o pudding and juice out of a bag.
one of those fancy manicures where the nail polish doesn't come off, like, ever: so that i don't have to worry about my nails chipping during my summer travels (specifically, on eggboy's farm). and so that i can pack lighter and not have to decide which nail polishes to bring with me.
a lemonade stand: because wouldn't that be so much fun?!
one hip summer jacket: that will transition seamlessly from a night out in hong kong to a 2am hike up the masada to an evening on the lawn at ravinia. i haven't found one yet, but then again, i haven't looked that hard. suggestions are welcome.
just, like, one big bowl of cookie dough and a spoon and game of thrones for twelve hours straight.
this list is not totally that much to ask for, right? i'm basically just really looking forward to spending my birthday at home and then jetting off for what is shaping up to be a fantastically awesome all-around-the-world summer. here's to two weeks until i'm a real 24-year-old!
-yeh!
