As the plane began its decent my group decided to start singing David Melech Yisrael. When the plane kissed the ground, everyone on the plane clapped. It was overwhelming.
When we finally arrived in Israel it felt so normal. I wasn’t going crazy seeing Hebrew everywhere or starting to hear different accents. Its felt almost natural. It still feels really unreal though, even though I know this is happening. I have proof, I can’t hear because ears haven’t popped yet. Once we got our bags and picked up our Israeli phones we then walked over to another side of the airport and ate chicken schnitzel sandwiches with hummus (that’s when you know you’re in Israel, hummus on everything) on a grassy set of steps –still at the airport (only in Israel haha). We met our Israeli group leaders.
To start off the trip off right, I kissed the ground! I guess there’s a first time for everything (and it was to accept my moms challenge). It was definitely a weird but cool thing to do. Then we drove to Ceseara. While our bus driver was leading the way it seemed like highway driving in Florida or California because of the palm trees. Also some areas looked slightly swampy. Yet you could definitely see the city skyline of Tel Aviv which was neat. We arrived at Cesarea which is such an awesome, picturesque white sand beach with an ancient Roman aqueduct. We gathered up and our tour guide picked up a handful of sand. As the sand sifted through his fingers, he simply said, “Welcome home”.