Finally, I figured out how to change the blog settings so it's not writing everything (in English characters) from right to left. Here's a hand-written entry from:

Feb 12, 2012
At the Laundromat in NY

Things to do today: wash sleeping bag, sew Quebec patch on backpack, finish writing and sending postcards.

Observation: Traveling by plane makes me feel very vulnerable, mostly because I have nlittel or no ability to feed myself well. First, they take away any fruit or vegetables you may have. Now left with only processed foods, there are no grocery stores accessible from anywhere near any airport. Any nearby hotels or airport food courts, the food is all white breads, pork, high fructose corn syrup etc. I feel a bit like a fast food hostage.

Notice posted on a fence next to someone's house: DO NOT THROW GRABBAGE HERE

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Now, in terms of this trip here in Israel, I have to tell you, it is by far better than anything I ever could have imagined - mostly, I suspect, due to INCREDIBLE LUCK regarding the people I am sharing this tour with and the tour guides involved. I am on Bus 40; and by contrast, Bus 41 - taking (more or less) the same stops, seeing the same sights etc. is full of a lot more drama, unhappiness, sheer stupidity and other things I was expecting to experience and thus far have been totally spared these inconveniences.

I feel overwhelmed with gratitude several times a day. Also, squishy lovey feelings towards this fantastic group of peers I'm happily stuck with for 10 intense days.




More eventually, after the trip is over and I have more free time to use computers. So, so tired.


-Tzomi