I've been in Israel for 1 week. I am tired, as its approaching midnight. I am sore. I am full - in my belly, in my head, in my heart, and in my spirit. I am so full, I can't even process individual events.
Our tour guides are insisting that we post photos almost constantly throughout the trip (and provide regular access to wifi). This is hard for me. I want to be present. But I want to share as I go so significant moments don't lose meaning later.
I have been journaling (with a pen) throughout the journey. I hope this will help me collect my thoughts when it comes time to actually share this journey with others.
For now, please to enjoy a panoramic from the City of David in Jerusalem, looking over an ancient cemetery and Olive Mountain (Mountain of Olives? Sorry, it's late). And, an updated count of my waiting messages from some amazing friends. The temptation is great, but I will save those for the plane.
P.S. I taught the whole group #sorrynotsorry and it may be our motto. Or a close second to SABABA!!!