Greetings from the Holy Land

Tell me if this sounds familiar to any one. 

 

We got off a long flight on which we were randomly seated next to some one we know.  We took a bus to the city and were reminded by the bus driver to always ask taxi drivers to turn on the meter before getting in the cab.  We spent the day practicing our hebrew by reading signs in the store fronts, walking through holy sites, of course having to remember appropriate dress (I had to wear a loaner pair of pants, Adina just had to pull down her capris enough to cover most of her calves.  Apparently covering the butt crack is optional.)  and took off our shoes before stepping up to the altar.  Then we had some cheap falafel for a nice afternoon snack.  The only thing missing is the squeegee for our curtainless (and tubless, for that matter) shower. 

 

We'll have more thoughts on Bangkok once we get used to it a bit, but then again we're only here until Sunday, so maybe we won't get used to it.  Leaving town is just as good.  For now we're here, we're hot, and we kind of need a nap.