Shalom from Israel

First, let me say that it is very confusing typing on this website as the words are entered from right to left. So, I have arrived. It is 7 in the morning, just a bit too early for me to go outside and attempt to find and board a sherut (group taxi). I figured I'd while away my time by writing a quick update before life gets busy and my computer runs out of battery. The flights were uneventful. I had a decent amount of Elisa faux pas which I think I should share. The first flight was easy. I composed this ode, dedicated to the man sitting in front of me:
Dear Man Sitting In Front Of Me,

I hate you and your

Balding

Colorless head.

With the short, wavy hair of your

Abnormally sized cranium

You take up more room

Than should be allowed

Anyone.

I have been staring at

Your annoyingly large skull

For 6 hours,

Now,

And have come to resent it

As the TV screen is 3 inches from my face

And my food is

Closer to my stomach

Than when I actually eat it.

The poor person behind me

Must suffer this same lack of space

Because, in order to avoid suffocation,

I must copy your painfully selfish move.

Therefore,

Dear Man Sitting In Front Of Me,

You take up too much breathing room

And have caused a

Lack of space chain reaction.

If only your head was smaller.

(I apologize for the strange grammar placement, I should probably figure out howto change the language setting to English...Thank goodness I can usually recognize the word for Hebrew)

Then comes the second flight, after a 10 hour interlude in Heathrow. If you remember, I have once before spent 2 nights airlining, although I was much less prepared. But I feel equally disgusting and disoriented. Good to know.

The only people left in the airport at 10:30 were people going to Hong Kong and people going to Israel. It made me chuckle how visibly and audibly different these groups were. I boarded the plane and walked right past my seat, thinking it looked too nice not to be first class. I had to then fight the flow of people back to my seat, which was the first on the plane and stuff my luggage above despite the little amount of space. In the process, I kicked my neighbor and spilled dripped water on him from my bag as I tried to make it fit. He was obviously unhappy and had probably been hoping that there would be nobody sitting next to him. Oops.

So, now I wait. I am pretty addled, the few words and random phrases of Hebrew that I know are floating around in my head. I am simultaneously so excited to be here and just really don't believe that I am.
Miss and love you allllllllllll.
E