I finally arrived in Israel. It’s been a long and exhausting day, but it’s good to be here at last.
Starting at quarter to ridiculous, I started out from home to catch a flight at 8:40am… 32 hours and five countries later, I landed in Israel at just after 9am the next day.
For a long and exhausting journey, there were lots of wonderful glimpses along the way.
The gaggle of teenagers off to backpack in South East Asia for Easter break, who were a riot of laughs, debating why the sky is blue.
The satay chicken roti I got in KL airport that was folded over in a way that looked like a perfect yoni-flower (and silly me I didn’t photograph it before hunger got the best of me).
People-watching in Bangkok airport
In Amman airport, crouching on the floor of the bathrooms, handing out toilet tissue, was a woman with the most beautiful smile. I wanted to take a photo of her, but I figured that would not only be weird, I’d never manage to capture her amazing glow with a camera. So I just smiled back at her.
My plane to Jordan
Seeing the Dead Sea and then Israel from the air
Arriving home so aching, and getting a massage from Purple and Littletree (who is exceedingly skilled at walking on backs)
And of course the best thing of all: getting to squeeze my little girl (who is, apparently, not so little any more and wont let me smother her in kisses as much as I’d like.)
And now I’m just waiting for it to be night so I can sleep for about a week.