I can now officially say that I have climbed through a hole in a fence. And that was just the start of a day that would bring all kinds of new adventures to me.
We climbed through a hole in a fence to reach our breakfast. Not sure why; I think our leaders were just having a laugh. But we climbed through and came out onto a beach where our breakfast was waiting for us. There, I got to have milk in a bag, chocolate milk at that, and it was awesome. Something about milk being in a bag makes it even better. Milk in a bag is not something I’d ever seen before (although I have since discovered milk in a bag in Ontario as well), but evidently it was a common thing in Israel.
We ate quickly as it would soon be time for our first activity of the day. We hadn’t been told anything, except that we needed to wear our bathing suits because we would be getting wet – very wet.
As we approached the water’s edge, I wasn’t sure what to expect. I don’t think a million guesses would have gotten me even close to what we were actually doing. I looked into the water and I saw… Continue reading “Israel, Day 24: Boats, Jeeps, and Milk in a Bag”