
In America, we eat lattkes for Hanukkah, but in Israel they eat jelly donuts. I am considering moving here permanently, or at least coming back every year for Hanukkah.
I called God "stinky."
Reflections on a trip to Israel
In America, we eat lattkes for Hanukkah, but in Israel they eat jelly donuts. I am considering moving here permanently, or at least coming back every year for Hanukkah.
For the folks on this flight, the attitude seems to be, “who gives a damn?” Not that anyone has set out to be offensive, but everyone is living out loud on this plane. Somehow this 777 has been transformed to a cross between street life in Haifa and the tour bus to Nazareth.
I used to do the dog from Nashville to Asheville and while they managed to stretch a five hour ride into nine hours in a way that made it as long as some flights across the pond, Delta and Greyhound are still two different companies.