King Tuts Revenge

It is midnight in the land of the Egyptians. Peacefully i rest in my-five star sheriton bed. the shimmering moonlite on the nile finds its way into my dreams.
Tightening. Trepidation. Horror.
My eyes fly open.
King TUT has gotten revenge.
the steady rise and fall of my chest is shattered as i panick. can i make it to the W.C. (bathroom)?? I have never felt such urgency or such importance of sitting on the white alabaster throne then at that moment. Why was this happening to me? I resisted the tempation of the beautiful furit and vegetatbles spread before us at every meal. I brushed my teeth with expensive bottle water, and i faithfully use hanitizer. yet King Tut found has sought revenge out on me and gave me the runs and nausation.
I will spare you the details, but let me just say i cried and wanted my mummers to be with me to hold my hand.

Egypt is a dirty place. garbage piles are strewn everywhere and people lack the knowledge of cleaniness. the men here are aggressive. while they have a deep respect for their own women they have none for western women. the sellers are constantly in your face-basically grabbing money from your hands.


however, by ignoring these facts ancient egypt becomes a fantastic adventure. HUGE blocks, i am talkin like 2 tons blocks, are stacked to creat The great pyramid, or the pyramid of Cheops. I was a lucky one out of 200 people to get the AWESOME experience of climbing up in the pyramid into the burial chamber of the pharoh. it was surreal SIFI-ish feeling. It was a steep climb up a dimly lit tunnel. you could feel the air decrease and secretly you are cursing the guy behind you for using up all the oxygen. i was startled at the precise caftmenship of the burial chamber. the stones were perfectly aligned. the walls were so smooth. so glossy. SOO RAD!!

there were so many adventures but my all time favorite was hiking mt sinai. 2:00 am should have felt early in the morning but this was too bamf to feel anything but STOKED! these moutians are nothing like the big horns in wyoming or the ones in utah valley. these moutians are barren. massive formations located in the middle of a desert. it was a good 2.5 hour hike and it was hard-i was sweating and my legs were shaking. i had to pull out me extra toughness when we reached the 750 stairs that led to the very tip of the moutian. we made it just in time to watch the sunrise. i felt on top of the world. the morning rays broke through the morning haze on the valley bottom thousands of feet below. it was wonderous.

Just a few notes

So first off sorry about my horrendous spelling and grammer. second off check out Alexs blog: alexandranoelyoung.blogspot.com. she has more SWEET pics and videos of us watch the one of us singing and check out the hottie at the end. i couldn't download very much pictures because we had to go to Hebrew University to do so and we had to come back for cerfew.

These last couple of days have been FAN-TAS-TIC!! sunday (we have Sabbath on saturday) we went to the beach and spent the entire day basking in the sunlight and swimming in the Mediterrean Sea!!!! it was amazing-it was really really salty thou. it would get in my throat and burn and up my nose and make the snot just run out uncontrollably. I learned how to body surf, but it took alot of freakn' effort. i got totally racked by some waves while trying to learn.

Monday we went on a field trip to the battle field of David and Go-liattthhh!!! We got some slings and rocks and got to fling them around on the field. Totally cool-way up to the part when I almost hit my religion teacher with a rock, and them my Ancient studies teacher i almost nailed in the head, and there was this other girl that i almost killed with a rock too. But i was actually pretty good!!

We went to possibly the coolest thing i have ever seen on earth. there was this village that mined chalked and they would take these mining holes in the ground and turn them into an underground village. So there would be like this tiny little house and then you go in and the basement would be like this mansion!

I can't believe i have only been here for like two possibly three weeks now! We are leaving for eygpt tomorrow and its going to be RADICALLLL!!!

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Stationary BIke

The incline on my stationary bike only gets steeper as i gasp for air. I only have the resistance level on 3 yet it is SOO hard!! quickly i decrease it to 1 before i have a cardiac arrest in the Jerusalem center gym. As i wipe the sweat off my face i recall the incrediable day i had. We went out to the old city to look at the sites. As we were in an alley we met some Palenstinians school boys who showed us a wicked view of the Dome of the Rock from the roof tops. We spent like an hour up on the roof just talking to these adorable little boys. They were about 9 years old spoke and four different languages and were quite charming for being so young. Haha i remember them trying to teach us some aribic and they make sounds with their mouth that i didn't even know was possible, and when we tried we just ended up spitting everywhere. "Mal-Hubba"-Hello "Kjaffa"-sneaker. At one point we ask if they were participating in Ramadan. Ramadan is an Islamic religious tradition that signifies the revelations given to Muhammud. Every year during the Month of Ramadan everyone fasts the entire day until sunset for the entire month. What a incrediable thing to do. It is so hot here and going with out drink in the heat would be insufferable. Our cooks are muslims and they fast then entire day while prepareing our meals!! These nine year old boys are tough enough to fast during Ramadan. Now thats ADMORABLE.
It got me thinking about my nine year old nephews and how they can hardly fast 7 hours for one day during fast Sundays. Is it really that much to ask for? How often do we think that our incline is too steep? The church gives us standards that we should faithfully uphold. Its not too hard to throw out the "R" or questionable PG-13 movies. Its not that hard to put a shirt on with sleeves. Its not that hard to give up our usual activities and keep the sabbeth day holy. Like the wheel on the stationary bike, all these thoughts spin in my head, and slowly turn the incline up to 3.

Isreal endoreses more than one kind of hotness.

The holy land is a land of grueling heat. The sun beats persistently upon our flushed faces. Beads of perspiration dampen every article of clothing that hangs on our exerted foreigner bodies. I look into the sky searching for any sign of cloud coverage. There is none, but from out of the glare of the sun a figure emerges. Suddenly all my tribulations are put on the back burner while I studied this inaccessible stranger. Like every girl's dream guy mine is tall dark and handsome, but here the Philistines exceed these little girls dreams. They put American boys to shame. As shallow as it may seem we put a lot of emphasis on dress, and even more shallow are the brand names people use and flashy gaudy apparel wear to "peacock" themselves. But here fitted jeans with a tucked in shirt, belt, and a nice pair of shoes are all that are needed. I like this attitude of less is more, this idea that clothes do not define the individual. Also a deep sense of respect and sincerity for their culture and religion can be seen- this is such a refreshing attitude from the superficial minds that roam college campus. So again let me remind you the key points of a hot guy: A) Tall, Dark, with mysterious eyes. B) Fitted jeans, belt, a nice shirt extra points for tucked in, and classy shoes (mmm is all I can say) and C) Let out all that air up there and fill it with something more substantial. Unfortunately, guys are off limits during my stay here. But I will keep dreaming my little girl dreams of that perfect guy.

Limstone Light and Listening

The JC is an in-cred-iable building.
it is made of LIMSTONE (all buildings built in Jerusalem have to be made of limstone) the levels tier down like a staircase. the hallways in the dorms are open air and each room has a view looking into the old city. there are tons of windows big arching windows the let in beautiful LIGHT. the center is actually quit empty for its capacity and its rather peacful. These last couple days we have had to sit through and LISTEN to alot of orientation. I could actually growl and glare at people I have been inside toooooo long and you kno what i am like when i get inside tooooooooo long!!!!
There is an amazing view of the old city. wait did i already mention that?
Jerusalem is a modern city totally updated on the latest gadets cars and TVs. Though it does remind me of Thialand somewhat-renee- Crazy people drive peel in and out of traffic in these Mercedees. Small shops are crammed in windy streets.
This blog post is written for the intention that mom would read it. please someone help her find this.

Vienna Airport 3 HRS

SO here i am in vienna. 3 hours we wait. my computer connected to the free wireless access provided by this foreign airport. 2 minutes into my browsing i hit a dead end. facebook is worthless if you have no friends to send you friend request write you posts and make cute comments on your wall. "make a blog" alex chiperly suggests as she updates hers. what a good idea! this has actually been brewing in my mind for a couple of months. so here i am. sitting against the wall watching the very attractive europeans strut on by. I would really like to get off my butt it is sore from traveling for 21 hours. but not wanting a bomb planted in our unattended luggage and rather than lug it around we decide to sit here and listen to some cake. no the birthday cake. the music band CAKE. an undentified language blairs from overhead. neon yellow signs glow. and bad airport food and kaylies music threathens to make me sick.
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