Israel's Airport

I got to the airport in wonderful time, 1:30! I found my way to check in and waited in line. The girl who asked me my questions was young and I am not sure why, but I was so scared. It is crazy, she was not even good at asking her questions. I guess I was nervous because I did not know if I should say I WWOOFed, was on a kibbutz, or visited a friend as I never got my volunteer visa...no worries though, I made it through the first check point.

I was directed to the ticket counter (yes, after the x-ray machine)and slowly put my suitcase on the scale. I even packed it in such a way this morning that if I had to loose some of the weight, it would be easy to take the top items out. Luckily, between throwing out my work clothes the suitcase was 19kg...1 kg to spare :) To top that, after I changed the location of my zippers (I feel it is safer when they are on the bottom of the bag) it dropped to 18.5. I was proud of myself!

I then had to go upstairs and go through security for me. As I headed towards the gate the guy said "from the United States," I was called out without a doubt. I asked if it was that obvious but I do not think he understood. He said NJ was a beautiful city and then I went onto the checkpoint. I did not think I looked that American... Anyway the checkpoint happened with no issues...I am not going to lie, it was a little weird how in France they wanted to check my cicada thing but in Israel they did not. I mean in France, they should know what the heck the thing is by looking through the machine! Anyway, I got in at 2:00. That was good timing, but it definitely seemed longer.

I headed to get my tax refund, of course they only had sheckle and dollar...not even euro! I took the dollars and headed to get food. I got a chicken sandwich and I have to say, it is so sad how you remember things to taste and be and then you have it after all the time and it is horrible. I am okay with continuing my vegetarian food if it means avoiding food like the chicken sandwich. It probably won't happen in London, but once I get to cook my own food again we shall see.

I then got a couple of things for the flight, couldn't find a sudoku to work on, and exchanged the rest of my euro and shekles. Finally I got to the gate and voila, that is where I am now. My plane was supposed to begin boarding 8 minutes ago, but there is still 30 minutes before we should be taking off, plus there are barely any passengers here. Here is to a quick, wonderful, yummy, good movied flight :)... and to getting around in London sans problemo.