Sunday, July 22, 2012

Day 2: Return of the Sass

Not leaving any time to catch up on sleep, Wednesday morning we woke up at a brutal 3:30! It was still 7:30 in the evening in Los Angeles, a city most of us had been in just a day before. We rose early for a breakfast of yummy cakes and our drive to Masada. We hiked the ramp, easily conquering Masada. Shosh even held her own with us energetic teens! Tiana helped us greet the sunrise on Masada with a beautiful meditation and then everyone seized the gorgeous photo opportunity of the sun quickly climbing up into the sky.

We spent a few hours on top of Masada learning about the history of the ancient fortress with such a tragic past. Sam Miller, Hyla, and Zach Gingold acted out history, bringing Masada to life despite the heat.


Then we took the cable car down the opposite side of the mount for a trip to the gift store and some delicious Israeli ice cafe.
Around 10 we checked in to the youth hostel we would be spending the night in and ate breakfast. Then we hit the road again for Ein Gedi, a natural oasis in the middle of the Judah desert. We witnessed a simulated- irax mating ritual thanks to both Zachs, Hyla, and Tiana. Then we splashed around in a refreshing natural pool, moss fight included. The whole scene was so surreal, bathing in a cool pond in the middle of a desert in Israel. And by this point it was only 11 on our first day in Israel!

Then we set off for the Dead Sea! Shoshana bought us mud to make our skin as soft as a baby’s bottom, the benefits of the Dead Sea products  according to our tour guide Gigi, and we floated around in the salty water. As someone who has heard about the Dead Sea but had never experienced its wonders until Wednesday, I was surprised with how hot the water was. Especially compared to the cool spring at Ein Gedi, the Dead Sea was an awesome and strange experience, but not a refreshing one. 

We next headed back to our hostel for lunch (more schnitzel!) and a much needed break. In our free time, people showered, relaxed, and napped. Waking up from the break was definitely difficult. We ate dinner after our break and then we went on a night hike. Much to our disappointment, the weather hadn’t cooled off at all.

Still sweating, we headed into the hills behind our hostel for some stargazing. Gigi pointed out the Big Dipper and other constellations and then we had a chance to reflect with ourselves. We each took isolated spots on a path in the dark hills to think about our expectations for this trip, ourselves, and whatever else our minds chose to focus on. While some thought the meditation boring, others saw the exercise as fulfilling and very rewarding. As a bunch of city kids, I think we all appreciated being able to see so many stars in the night sky.

Maagal lilah, or closing circle, involved evaluating the day and passing on the toranim duties to the next day’s bearers. For those who don’t know about our chanichim toranim, they are two people who are leaders for the entire day, responsible for making sure everyone shows up on time, has their necessary supplies, and other small but significant tasks. We were also surprised with the new ritual of the toranim presenting the Most Valuable Diller (MVD) awards of the day! Erin and Sam Miller, who were excellent toranim for an insanely busy day, presented their awards to Sam Page (me!) and Zach Getelman for our dedication and upbeat attitudes. Such an honor! Plus, the MVD awards added some enticement to being a better Diller.

After such a packed day, everyone passed out at the end of the night. First full day in Israel: so successful!

Stay tuned for more blog updates! We’re trying to catch up on the days we’ve missed.

Also, you may be wondering about our blog titles. After a super creative brainstorming session, Rachael, Betty, Jody and I have come up with a mass of punny names involving the word “sass”. This had to be done due to the overwhelming amount of sass in circulation with our cohort. No one should be particularly surprised that nineteen hungry and exhausted teenagers would be sassy, but it’s still a little startling and hilarious to hear the pure sass that passes between us. Mostly well-intended sarcasm with a hint of straight-up snark, so far the sass hasn’t seriously wounded anyone’s pride. And I doubt that it will; we all know how the next person feels and we can take each other’s sass in stride. Just be prepared for some wild and terrible puns for our blog titles!

‘Til the next time! L’shalom,

Sam Page

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