have an easy one, my dear friends. peace!
Posts Tagged With: israel
wherever I go, israel is near… on my way to morocco I had a stopover in lisbon. on the plane, I got the place at the window, although I don’t really like it, you know – you do have to bother people when you want to go to the toilet, so after having seen many awesome skies and clouds in the past, I prefer the aisle seat ;)
whatever – next to me sat an older couple and somehow we started chatting. they’ve been born in israel, but left the country 23 years ago for europe. it’s been so cool to talk to them and I’ve been feeling amazingly comfortable, which is really good when you start a big trip :)
the woman has been afraid when we landed, because the plane shaked a bit. I told her “hakol hije beseder” and she was so happy I talked to her in hebrew, it was really funny.
all the best to my new israeli acquaintances and I hope my trip will go on with such nice happenings like this one.
couchsurfing in lisbon will follow :)
just a quick note – I told my boss today that I will quit. the engine is running… :)
my shaper boys from hani’s have been doing some cool stuff these days:
so, ever since I saw the video I was wandering how they did it. today I got the answer:
big lol & thumbs up guys! :)
actually I’m spending much time on google maps these days ;) and today it came to my mind – what do you think of that:
india — sri lanka — andaman and nicobar islands — lombok — philippines — hawaii — costa rica — israel (and then perhaps home again one day) ;)
I’m so pleased with this tour plan! so, if you know someone who wants to sponsor me – feel free to send me a message! ;)
oh… but where am I going to put the waves of east africa (kenya, mozambique, madagascar) in…?
“the cure for anything is salt water – sweat, tears or the sea“…
…and sometimes it’s apples with honey! :)
shana tova u’metuka to all my surfers out there!!!
do you know the feeling of always wanting more? more hours of that beach party. more pages of that fabulous book. more days of summer. more waves per session. more of that skin…
some years ago I couldn’t imagine to go on holidays alone. I would have rather stayed back home, then go all by myself. I always thought that people who told me, they like it much more to travel alone only say that because they don’t find someone who’s joining. that they lie to themselves just to be able to handle the situation.
some years have passed now and… what a surprise: nowadays I’m sometimes also enjoying it much more to travel on my own. I love to meet people on the road of course and you are never really alone when you travel without company, which is awesome!
before my “big journey” I’ve got two more weeks off at the end of this year’s october. and I wanna go surfing – in madeira or morocco or cyprus or israel. I couldn’t make up my mind, yet. the problem now is… how do I tell a friend of mine that I don’t want to take her with me???
one year and one month ago, in the indian ocean, it all started.
I met travellers from israel and I realised that I don’t know much, almost nothing, about this part of the world, its religion, its people, its conflicts, its language, its ugliness and beauteousness. at that time, I rent a board whose shape has been so wow that I just had to have an equivalent.
eleven months ago there was another blow of fate – if this is a term that can be full of happiness and luck. I was blessed to get to know a very special soul, who kept me close to promised land.
two months ago I picked up my custom board, which is absolutely amazing, in old yafo.
one week ago – it has been raining cats and dogs and I’ve been bored back home after my latest surf trip – I had nothing better to do than join a friend on a meeting and… I met perhaps the one guy in my small town who is originally from tel aviv.
at the very moment I’m reading a book about an australian girl in india – and what is she writing about since 20 pages? israelis, judaism.
pleased to meet you!
or is this perhaps only the topic of bent cutlery in your drawer…?