My parents were in Israel last December, after which my father jokingly told me that if you go to the Kotel on Friday night, you'll certainly run into someone you know. Well, we were there Friday night and only Seren saw someone that we know (naturally, it was a student. "MS. CEPLER!!"). Yesterday, I ran into someone for the first time. Walking along Ben Yehuda Street (pedestrian mall, previously mentioned), I feel a tap on my shoulder and a friend from the states (Aaron) who often escorts trips to Israel was there as a camper on his own trip for adults. It took a two weeks and a little, but I found someone that I knew.
Go me!
Go me!
Ugh... my biggest nightmare... running into a kid on vacation.
ReplyDeleteThen again, your vacation is a little more holy than mine... my vacation involves a thong bikini.
Much Love!!