I"ve been outdone.
It turns out that Simone is a much better blogger than I. Phenomenal. I also think it is in part because her trip is beginning and mine is ending that I no longer have the energy to tell such a good tale. SO in the meantime, here is her blog addy: www.simonesafricanadventure.blogspot.com, its also a link on my blog under "Simone-A"
Do not be alarmed, her african adventure begins in israel and she has all of our stories, more or less, beautifully written with details and everything.
Sorry again for my shabby blog of late. The truth is my trip has changed, yet again, and I am not so much travelling these days but trying to settle into Israel and have somewhat of a local experience. I have a job (as of yesterday, as a professional children's games player), an apartment (living with a religous jew which should be interesting to say the least) and an Israeli boy (that I call my boyfriend because words aren't adequate for most things in life.)
I'm not sure how many stories there will be in the upcoming month, but it can't hurt to check in every now and again cause I"ve made some crazy new friends-some american, some british, some israeli even, and they provoke me to do crazy things that are sometimes noteworthy enough to write about on say, a blog... maybe... maybe...like roam around the bat-infested city of tel aviv through dark alleys looking for a reaggea (sp?) party full of people who are wonderfully imposssible to classify because here in israel people arent really interested in being a "skater kid" or a "rasta kid" or a "punk kid" they just sort of mix it all up in their own weird little ways and refer to themselves by their own incredibly difficult to pronounce names that almost inevitably refers to some story in the bible or some location in israel. Such is life. Did I tell you all about the safari?? I can't remember...
In other news, I have learned the difference between break beats, reaggea beats and techno beats, and that I have trouble dancing to two out of the three--there goes my 'I'm such a good dancer I could dance to anything' theory (turns out I dont know how to have a seizure on the dance floor). What else? Being an American and a kid at heart has qualified me for an incredibly high paying job (by israeli standards) where I am "quality control" for computer games for children. I knew my ability to jump up and down would prove more useful than a BA...Talk about being a kid, almost all of my new friends are 19-21. Which is slightly disconcerting but kind of fun in a carefree reminescent sort of way. They are amazing people and there age by no means denotes their maturity...and yet there is still a difference in where we are in "the life." What to do...
That's all I can think of for now. Hope that satisfies those who were curious, if not tooooooo bad.
so much love and overgrown mohawks,
maya
Do not be alarmed, her african adventure begins in israel and she has all of our stories, more or less, beautifully written with details and everything.
Sorry again for my shabby blog of late. The truth is my trip has changed, yet again, and I am not so much travelling these days but trying to settle into Israel and have somewhat of a local experience. I have a job (as of yesterday, as a professional children's games player), an apartment (living with a religous jew which should be interesting to say the least) and an Israeli boy (that I call my boyfriend because words aren't adequate for most things in life.)
I'm not sure how many stories there will be in the upcoming month, but it can't hurt to check in every now and again cause I"ve made some crazy new friends-some american, some british, some israeli even, and they provoke me to do crazy things that are sometimes noteworthy enough to write about on say, a blog... maybe... maybe...like roam around the bat-infested city of tel aviv through dark alleys looking for a reaggea (sp?) party full of people who are wonderfully imposssible to classify because here in israel people arent really interested in being a "skater kid" or a "rasta kid" or a "punk kid" they just sort of mix it all up in their own weird little ways and refer to themselves by their own incredibly difficult to pronounce names that almost inevitably refers to some story in the bible or some location in israel. Such is life. Did I tell you all about the safari?? I can't remember...
In other news, I have learned the difference between break beats, reaggea beats and techno beats, and that I have trouble dancing to two out of the three--there goes my 'I'm such a good dancer I could dance to anything' theory (turns out I dont know how to have a seizure on the dance floor). What else? Being an American and a kid at heart has qualified me for an incredibly high paying job (by israeli standards) where I am "quality control" for computer games for children. I knew my ability to jump up and down would prove more useful than a BA...Talk about being a kid, almost all of my new friends are 19-21. Which is slightly disconcerting but kind of fun in a carefree reminescent sort of way. They are amazing people and there age by no means denotes their maturity...and yet there is still a difference in where we are in "the life." What to do...
That's all I can think of for now. Hope that satisfies those who were curious, if not tooooooo bad.
so much love and overgrown mohawks,
maya
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