It took the requisite 24 hours of travel, slightly shorter than when coming all the way from the west coast as I have always done before--from San Francisco to the City of Gold can take almost 40 hours with connecting flights and etc.--but now I am here. This afternoon my British Airways flight landed at Ben Gurion Airport and after passport control, baggage claim, customs, and recharging my Pelephone I got in a sherut (airport shuttle) and came here to the apartment I will share until November. I was greeted by my roommate Tal, fed a delicious dinner by Debby while she super-mommed it up and also packed the kids' bedtime stuff and got herself ready for school tonight all at the same time, and invited by Edan who shares my birthday and is about two feet taller than when I saw him last to come watch a movie at Saba and Safta's. So very sweet...
Knowing I would have an address, a home, and a family to come to after having come all this way is the one thing that has made the first step of this Middle Eastern part of my journey possible. As Debby and I stood on the roof watching the skies darken over East Jerusalem and the sun set over the Judean Hills I could smell the richness of the ground from six stories up and know that no matter what happens coming here now was the right thing to do.
Now I will shower and sleep, tomorrow I will write more but tonight I wish you lailah tov v'cholomat paz, good night and golden dreams from Jerusalem.
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