Sleep

I just finished a crazy exhausting week escorting a group of American journalists who write for “youth culture” magazines. It’s been a trippy week. Absurdly large meals with celebrities (Ivri Leder is a real mensch), an action packed all night club tour (big up to Hagay from Time Out Tel Aviv), a music for peace event on the Sea of Galilee and about thirty other events – all fueled by the most ridiculous amount of coffee I ever drank in my life. The group was great and I’ve met some incredibly interesting folks. Sarcasm and cynicism reigned supreme so I felt right at home. I can’t tell you how much of a profound affect this trip has had on me. Well, I can, but you’ll have to wait at least another day to get the lowdown.

Haven’t seen Ziva in a week, I’ll catch you later.