At one point tonight, during my last night on the town, a friend turned to me and said, “is everyone you know here from the world of blogs?” I looked around, and more or less, the answer was yes.
What a long, strange trip it’s been. From meeting 40 people at an airport in New Jersey and whisking them through a whirlwind journey through Israel to being a part of amazing energy from the Jewish innovators of the future, from reuniting with old friends to making new ones from whom departure seems unnecessarily cruel, from bagels to limonana to felafel to hummus, from staying in hotels to staying on people’s couches, from extravagant lunches with business partners and friends to late nights at bars when no one looks at a watch, from sitting at the bar at Coffeeshop and scoring free mini-shakes from the bartender to spending time with family over Shabbat and at the zoo…it seems like this trip has been both surreal and going on for years. And moreover, it seems somewhat miraculous, considering the opportunity came to me through affiliation with a blog, a term I didn’t even know existed three years ago.
I have to thank Jewlicious, for having brought the gift of Israel (Jewlicious-style) to the Oranim 466ers, and for bringing me to be one of their guides. I have to thank Jewlicious for bringing me on board for ROI 120 and permitting me to feed off the energy of Jewish innovators. I have to thank Jewlicious for opening their homes to me and allowing me to live endlessly on couches and in spare beds.
I have to thank so many others, too. And I hope that someday I will find the words and have the opportunity to express my gratitude. But for now, I must board a plane.
Until then, I wish you safety, happiness, and all the (good) hummus you can eat, preferably with fresh pitot from the shuk.
Next beer in Jerusalem.