this is awkward. i created this blog because i wanted to share my experience in israel but i am staring at this screen with insecurity looming over me. personal writing isnt really my thing so i will try my best to be witty and honest. i mean i can write a killer argument paper as to why the palestinians should shut up about the 'occupation,' or why death row inmates should not be executed, but personal stuff is different. so here is my best shot to provide some insight into my experiences thus far in jerusalem.
i spent two and a half hours opening an israeli bank account yesterday. of course the language barrier was a problem, but the concept of a line or even sitting quietly was completely foreign to israelis. i already knew this from observation at bars and stores, but i assumed being in a formal business establishment would have some influence. i was wrong. i speak hebrew pretty well, but listening to three different elderly israeli women arguing over who is next in line and why that person cut completely intimidated me. it was confusing and awkward. then the cab driver kept complaining about traffic. i said thanks and got out three blocks early.
hot israeli soldiers everywhere. beautiful yeshiva men everywhere. there are now gap, rolex, billabong, and north face stores in jerusalem, and i cannot, for one second, escape flo rida's 'fire burnin.' weezy will come soon enough, if not at the clubs then from the giant boom box i will carry on my shoulder like mc hammer did in the 90s. i move into my apartment tomorrow and plan on getting some common israeli decorations, like a tapestry or an olive tree for my living room. just kidding.
this year should be spectacular, and hopefully i will fly out to the states when my older brother and his wife have their baby in february. i miss you all and wonder why i cant post pictures on this blog. or maybe i can, who knows.
-lisa
ps-if you are in colorado and reading this, f**k em up f**k em up GO CU!!!
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