Homeward Bound

And so I find myself back at the beginning of the trip, when I was in Tel Aviv, and alone. How much I have experienced since then!

The past few days have been a hectic rush of travelling, sleeping very little, and not even having time to shower. I departed Cairo with Jordo on Wednesday. The entire journey back to Jerusalem took days, including some hours spent in Sharm El Sheik complaining of food poisoning and sleep deprivation, while we waited for a bus elsewhere. We slept a few hours in Dahab, and then rushed off again to get the bus to the border. In Taba we ran into Murphy, looking very cool in his shades, and on his way back to Dahab. In Eilat again, we caught the bus to Jerusalem - the entire journey I did my best to irritate Jordan, by playing country music and dancing in my seat. We were both tired silly by this time. Once we had reached Jerusalem, we hadn't the energy to catch another bus, so took a cab to the Palm Hostel. We had just missed Adele by a day (she flew back to the States the previous evening), so spent our final night at a Hookah bar in the New City, which happened to be full of loud-talking American-Jews, before collapsing for the night.

Today was also a crazy rush, as we fought through the old city to buy any last bits, before leaving Jerusalem. Jordo was bound for a kibbutz nearby, where he has friends, and of course, I, here.

In my hostel (Momo's, this time), I ran into another person from the kibbutz - Yorgen, from Mexico. Didn't really know him very well. Tonight I will be more than satisfied to just walk along the seafront before retiring for the night. Tomorrow I am due to meet Karen, and then taxi it to the airport (the only form of transport on Shabbat).

I'm sad to leave the Middle East. I've had some bad times, but altogether it's been an awesome experience, and I hope to return.

This will probably be my final entry, so for those of you who have kept reading: Thank you. And until my next trip abroad - Goodbye, folks!