Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Israel is the same size as Rhode Island, but...

In Israel, no one  waits in line. Therefore, if you have been waiting expect to continue doing so. In Israel, people who are having friendly conversations appearing to be screaming at each other. In Israel, everyone honks their horns (all the time) not out of rage, but instead for warning. In Israel, don't expect to be apologized to if someone has bumped into you/cut you off/etc. In Israel, personal space does not exist. In Israel, the boys are not old fashioned and will not call you first. In Israel, the boys also have a stereotype that American girls are extremely easy, all of them. In Israel, a lot of things are different from in the States. A lot of things take getting used to and some I feel I may never get used to at all. However, there is something strangely spectacular about this place. I am still learning about this country, about its history, politics, security, and its people. Some days I just despise the man at the shuk because he is screaming the price of tomatoes (non-stop) and just won't shut up....

Now I am going to bed realizing that none of this matters, because it is simply amazing here.

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