Day One: January 4th, 2011
I’m not sure what time we landed, since I didn’t write it down, but I’d been through customs and had my luggage by 3:30 pm*.
I stopped in the bathroom to change into the extra shirt I’d packed in my carry-on, and my camera slipped out of the bag, though I didn’t realize it was missing until we stopped at a gas station on the bus ride to Kibbutz our first stop, a kibbutz called Kibbutz Merom Golan in the Golan Heights, where we’d have dinner and spend the night.
We’d been on the bus for a few hours at that point, and that’s after the 10 hour plane ride and the wait at the airport. I’ve never seen a group of people so excited to visit a gas station in my entire life.
The gas station was a lot like the ones at home, except for the tanks in the parking lot and soldiers with guns inside shopping. I didn’t buy anything, but some of the other kids bought chocolate milk in a bag, which is apparently popular in Israel.
We set off again around 6, headed north with the announcement that we should reach the kibbutz, where we would get a full dinner, in about two and a half hours.
An hour later we got stuck in traffic. I was exhausted, hungry, and not at all pleased. Unsurprisingly, Israeli traffic jams, much like American traffic jams, are neither fun nor interesting.
When we finally reached the kibbutz, we had dinner - chicken and rice and rolls with hummus and tahini, then had a group activity before going to our assigned guest cabins for the night. There were three students to each room, and my two roommates were very nice. It was cold, and we all had to sleep in sweatshirts.
* From this point forward, all times will be Israeli time
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