Good morning! I’m feeling surprisingly fresh this morning after 22 hours of travel yesterday.
I don't have anyone here to take pictures of me so I must use the elevator mirror because I am just that vain.
Because I am such an optimistic I had expected the worst of yesterday's flights. I don't like flying…something bout being 35,000 feet n the air without any control over the ocean at night.
Adding to the flight experience was a 2.5 hour delay in Newark. Wine + the Bachelor made it manageable.
I am pretty sure I got the stink eye for requesting they put the show on in the bar.
The overnight flight…what can I say? A whole lot of neck pain, holding in farts, and being startled awake by babies.
We got to Tel Aviv about 5:30 p.m. local time. I found my person.
Steven, who writes for Youth Running, as on my flight – he’s also with our group. We had about an hour’s drive up to the holy city. Our animated cab driver and I discussed the upcoming election and dual climate control in cars and how that is the best invention ever. I try to tell him about the Sleep Number bed (the bed version of dual climate control – kind of?) but I think he thought I had a sleep number bed in my car, so it got all confused.
We got the the hotel and had 2 minutes to put our stuff in our room before we were whisked off to the Eucalyptus Restaurant for endless plates of food that just kept materializing at the table. The tastes, textures and spices were amazing. My favorites were the artichoke soup, the eggplant with tahini sauce and pomegranate seeds, the fresh hibiscus iced tea and the lamb pie. Sorry I didn’t take pictures. I’m just not that blogger. But here’s a picture of the outside area of the restaurant:
This city is all hills. Friday’s marathon will be painful in the best way possible. I’m glad I have Teresa from Eat, Drink & Be Skinny to suffer/sightsee/laugh with.
My room. Not huge but not bad:
And the perfect place to watch “Friends” with subtitles because that’s what you do when you travel 6,000 miles to another country.
PS: And just because it’s cute, a picture of Heidi hogging my neck pillow the night before I left.