Tuesday, May 19, 2009

My Trip to Israel, day 11

Shabbos, Day 11
The Last Day.

We went to say Tehillim at the Kosel (for the past four mornings we davened Shacharis there, too), and davened at the Tzemach Tzeddek Shul.
Rabbit Steinshaltz told our tour guide that he didn't want to speak to our group, since he doesn't respect us, since we did no work to get here. When asked that he does speak to people he really doesn't respect, he said we were in between, like sheep. He doesn't respect us, but doesn't disrespect us either.
I had a few good hours of sleep, and then we went back to the Kosel one last time, for Mincha.
We had our last tie-in session, and everyone spoke about their feelings from the trip.
Shalosh Seudos, a quick Ma'ariv, and Havdalah, then onto the bus, off to Ben-Gurion Airport.
It was a 12 hour plane ride, and I slept a maximum of two total hours. The plane had many Taglit groups coming back also. Some had finished their extended trips, and some, like me, were forced to come back to their responsibilities here in America. We had lively discussions about our trip, and I was part of a small deliberation on whether us riding camels constituted the need to check off on our visa papers that we were in contact with domesticated animals, or something like that. We all decided in the end to not list it, because come on, they were camels, and we were all fine, no diseases, no nothing.
Our pilot kept saying stuff like- "We are going from the Land of Milk and Honey to the Land of the Free and Home of the Brave." It was kind of cute.