After looking around and then looking at the view, we started to head back on a dirt path that was through the woods. I forgot to mention that the moshav is right in the middle of the biggest forest in Israel. It is beautiful. The walk back was really nice, even though it was really muddy. When we got back we hung around outside the shul and then went back the the house where a couple of us sat outside on a rock and just looked at the remarkable view the rabbi and his family has right outside their backyard. The 3rd meal was also good-there was rugula! After the third meal we sang for about 45 minutes. I zoned out and thought about what to do this summer. I think I have decided to go back to camp tamakwa! This means that I need to fill out the application and when I come home I need to be a certified lifeguard. Also, though (mom this is mostly for you), there is this David Project seminar at BU June 13-17 or something like that. I really want to go-especially because then I can have a mini reunion with rach and other close friends!! The seminar is a more advanced version of advocacy and is more focused on preparing students when they go on their university campuses. Let me know what you (mom) think! The wife told a couple of stories but one point she made that I found interesting was the idea that shabbat can be seen as one's best friend. Anyway, after the 3rd meal, we all helped clean up. Then we went to havdallah, which was really nice because the people on the moshav have such nice voices! Then we went back and packed up and got on the bus.
When I got home, rach and I decided to walk to aroma to get out of our apartment. We both were just checking emails and I was updating my blog. We were planning on walking there and taking the bus back, but because we left aroma after the buses stopped running, we walked back. It was so weird because at like 12 all of the sudden so many couples came in for dinner. I swear, Israelis do not need sleep. It's crazy. Anyway, on our walk back, rach stepped on a snail. She was so casual about it...she was in the middle of telling me a story and then was like "...sorry snail..." and continued with her story. I had to stop her to go back and look at the smushed snail.
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