Lovin' it's what I got

(My brother and his family and our tour guide Modi)
I don't know what to write, so I'll ramble...
The weather here...I didn't plan well. It's hot. Real hot.
I miss seeing people at home. Like if I was home in CT, a three hour trip could bring me to so many of my close friends. Jacob, Yolande, Chris, the Great Batzellini, and Amanda to name a couple. I miss my eccentric yet lovable family that probably think I've gone off the deep end (little do they know I did many years ago). I miss the California crew of Kennon and Capital T Smith.
Because of everybody, I've developed into someone I'm proud to be with good room for improvement.
Speaking of home, I will be in CT in 47 days (some time around then).
I will summarize this week in the word "trials." I was aware of the trials with people pushing my buttons or catching myself getting frustrated with my Hebrew or Aramaic lessons. In Israel exists JST--Jewish Standard Time, no one is on time for anything. But every step I have people to laugh with, rant with, mockingly throw off my keepa (that small peice of cloth on my head), have a drink with, and bash Republicans with. Being aware of one thing inevitably increases your sensitivity to its opposite. As I became more aware of what irked me, I became attune to what and who I really enjoyed. I wish everyone the same pleasure.