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| Me & Blake at Alexander Spring |
After getting back from Germany on August 28
th, I
had a whirlwind visit with my brother Mark, who the next morning flew out to
return to Iraq, his home away from home. Habibi. Then after three weeks
visiting with the folks and horse and cat-sitting for my dad, I took off for
Florida to visit Andy and the fam, John and the fam, a few friends and enjoy a
little RnR on and around the beach. I even managed to work in a weekend with
Blake in Orlando for a mere $58 roundtrip airfare. Then it was off to Israel
again. It was a different kind of visit this time as I really did not
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| Pensacola Beach |
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allow
myself much down time and was able to go to some places I never went before, meet
new people and revisit some very special people and places. The holiday of Succot
(Feast of Tabernacles) was in full swing, so again, it was a unique experience.
I got back to Pensacola to recuperate and to vote in this unusual and historic
election.
Historic indeed. Now I can watch
the election drama unfold and decompress for a couple of weeks before heading to
Sicily for a year.
It sounds glamorous
and I suppose it is, but being a nomad means sacrificing time with my family,
being disconnected from my friends, couch-surfing while having someone else
live in my house and borrowing the truck I sold to my dad. Why can’t I just
have it all?
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| Western Wall Plaza - Jerusalem |
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| John & Cayden - Pensacola |
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| Me & Rivka at The Dead Sea |
