Final day of gaga intensive tomorrow. Busses to chevron for shabbat. Learning, dancing and davening with someone amazing by association wedsensday. Ascent of tsfat next shabbos. Trying to squeeze a day or so of mayanot in there. Netanya and Tiberius/galilee/a little more tel aviv could take me to next week. That's a mystery now. And that's chaval achshav! (weird Israeli obsession with "now" is something else... :)
I wish I could extend my trip. I feel I don't have enough time to dig into something and not just be a tourist, but Sinai Scholars has already in paid for my retreat (I mentioned that already, right?) and I have too much unfinished business to run away. It's tempting, though. But inside I know Israel is not the place to run away to but the place I should run to when I'm ready (unexpected luxury of exile, no?)
Ps whoever wants a live performance of the most amazing dance a Passover song has ever been in dialogue with, invite me to your Seder.
Pss. Please ignore the prepositions. You know what I mean if they bother you too.
Psss. Tel aviv movie theaters run on chabad time
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