Saturday, April 5, 2008

Israel on adrenaline

Three nights into Israel and I am operating on the Turkish coffee, Old Testament passion and a freakishly warped sense of time and space.
I'm so tired sometimes, I imagine myself to be a Rappin' Rabbi.
I prowl the lobby of our hotel late at night looking for internet hot spots and feeling like a Zombie from I am Legend. I need sleep, no I need espresso, I need sleep....
More to follow, but first I grow out my sideburns out till they curl and get a beaver hat like the Ortodox guy staring at me over his copy of the Torah.
'Yes this is a kosher triple Americano, Schlomo.' (Hebrew for Solomon)

1 comment:

Becca Clay said...

Rappin' Rabbi thats my favorite