golden mile, khong fatt beef noodles -$4.30

it was less then 19hrs when i was still stareing into the Israeli sky. yet i find myself momentarily forgetting, by bits and pieces, wat its like to be in Israel.



there at the Israeli airport we said our last goodbyes while the bus captian cheeram called out names as he handed out our plane tickets.

"laiheng!...(pause)

edwin!...(pause)

ariel!...(pause) wheres ariel? oh...(pause)

alyssa!...(pause)"

then, frm behind "-juval!-"

the joke, laced wif a longing sadness, met wif amiable laughs.

i turned and found our guide, juval, calling out his own name as if he wld be taking this flight wif us.

yea juval's a cool guy and a marverlous guide - always attentive, wif a frown on his face.

but at that moment the frown spoke of genunine sadness from goodbyes wif the frnds he had made in the last 9days.

i felt sad too, and i dun usually do.







lifts a glass,

to JUVAL!











yea... a moment to remember.