For this weeks blog I want to share with you guys my trip to Morocco. Upon arrival I received an email from my dad who strongly recommended, in fact seemingly demanded for my own benefit, that I write down everything … Continue reading
Countdown until I leave Salamanca 21 – Days until I leave Salamanca 20 – My age during this journey 19 – The amount of minutes it takes me to get to the Plaza Mayor from my apartment, more often than … Continue reading
Dos Para Uno If this week was not the definition of an emotional roller coaster then I do not want to find out what is. It consisted of a clash between Dana leaving and Kevin and Lumi arriving,which all happened … Continue reading
In this blog I present to you, my weekend in Barcelona with most of my wonderful family. It started with an organized school trip to El Escorial and Avila and ended with me taking a train back to Salamanca from … Continue reading
It looks like the main topic for this blog is going to be my trip to Portugal last weekend, but we’ll see I might be able to squeeze in the class trip to El Escorial and Avila, and maybe if … Continue reading
So here I am on the bus back to Salamanca from Lisbon, Portugal hoping to write this blog before I get too carsick. As promised I will tell you about the Toledo trip even though millions of new things have … Continue reading
Hey guys, Let me start off by apologizing in advance, as my words will not do justice to my experience so far. It feels like I have been here for a lifetime, as cliché as that sounds, and the friends … Continue reading
“Dad, leave me alone, I’ll clean my room later.” “No, you’ll clean it now.” I could be so inflexible when it came to such unimportant things. Clean your room? Who cares. I couldn’t even blame myself for ending up like … Continue reading
I was born and raised in Jerusalem. My father taught me mostly by example, doling out words of wisdom with the frugality of a prophet. When I was four he mentioned that stealing was a bad idea. A scant six … Continue reading
When we met neither Imma nor I had sufficient funds to base our relationship on financial benefits so we married for love. We bought a car and filled it with two young girls, the fruit of our sensual feeling for … Continue reading
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I picture Tal waking up, it’s still too early; she will turn the corner of the living room when the sun is out – it’s been two years since she has been allowed such luxury. In my mind I see … Continue reading
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I was back in Israel on a business trip, staying with Yeela in Jerusalem. My phone buzzed, it was Benny. We were friends since we were five years old.‘Are you up to a ride on my motorbike through Eastern Jerusalem … Continue reading
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