Israel was amazing, as was expected. I still can't believe its over and I'm back in England and the typical rain. But hey ho, 3 weeks until I move to London in my very own house share (I'll wait for you oohs and ahhs), at least I got the room I prefered with its dimmer switch and comfy reading chair.
Considering I was a first time flyer (yes a very late bloomer) i have to say I enjoyed flying and combined with the working holiday I seem to have caught the travelling bug. Apart from the food. Urgh. Less said.
When I heard our accomadation was going to be hostel style living I wasn't expecting much but what we got was amazing, swimming pool, dining hall, shared 'house' with the rest of the women next to the men. Oh and the view! It was stunning, the three borders of Israel, Syria and Jordan meeting on the dusty mountains. Not that we could go anywhere near it, there were landmines past the boundaries of the kibbutz.
Getting up at 4.15am (2.15am GMT) got easy suprsingly quickly and I wouldn't trade the frankly back breaking work for the sunrise I got to see coming over the sea of Galilee every working morning. Sometimes when I was taking a water break i'd just stare at the sea and mount from where I was sitting and be tranfixed. Swimming in it will also be something I'll never forget, didn't have my cossie so went in in my knicker and vest. Haha. Did grope Sam when he advanced on me saying he was sans trunks, mores the pity he was lying. ;D
Visited Jerusalem as well. Its really hard for me to describe a city that made me feels so much. From seeing Jesus' tomb and smelling the surrounding incense, seeing the skyline lit up at night to visiting the Western wall and seeing hundred of people paying their respects and actually touching it and even more so feeling humbled by being there. Even down to leaving our hostel and immediatly seeing the vendors and their wares on the stone street where the floors is slippery from the millions that have walked upon it.
Needless to say I've already decided to return for the next season. Too bad its in two years.
Having said all that, getting interogated for an hour at check in was not fun. Neither was sleeping on an airport floor. But at least I wasn't strip searched!