I have nothing profound to tell you, but I want to tell you I'm still here.
I am back in Israel, hopefully briefly on my way to Turkey, but I may come into some difficulties. I miss Egypt. Israel is cleaner, and there is more English, and the buses have a schedule, and the food is served on white plates with heavy silverware. Of course there are some cultural differences to what I'm used to "back home," but in general I understand the mindset, the gestures, the body language, the train of thought. I feel like I know the culture well enough to manipulate it a bit to my desires; I can walk alone in the streets in shorts, or go busking, or sit and read with a coffee, or any number of things I have learned to do in Canada to get by and float easily through life. But there is something missing...
I am back in Israel, hopefully briefly on my way to Turkey, but I may come into some difficulties. I miss Egypt. Israel is cleaner, and there is more English, and the buses have a schedule, and the food is served on white plates with heavy silverware. Of course there are some cultural differences to what I'm used to "back home," but in general I understand the mindset, the gestures, the body language, the train of thought. I feel like I know the culture well enough to manipulate it a bit to my desires; I can walk alone in the streets in shorts, or go busking, or sit and read with a coffee, or any number of things I have learned to do in Canada to get by and float easily through life. But there is something missing...
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