Sleep… this is what I need, but the excitement and adrenaline is keeping me awake. I was up very early today to finish of the packing. Not just packing for my trip to Israel, but moving out of my flat to live in Malta with my girlfriend after. I managed to get it all done in time to meet up with everyone at Heathrow.
Everything about this trip was unknown. I didn’t know anything about the school, the host family I was staying with, or the other teachers, but we met at the airport and they all seemed like a fun bunch. So we had a meeting before hand to discuss the program.
If you haven’t read my blog before then at this point your probably wondering why I am going to Israel. I mean, it’s not the first choice most people would choose for a holiday, due to what you hear on the news. So why am I going? Well I got invited to a small town called Iksal to teach english to under privileged children through the company I currently work for. I couldn’t pass up an opportunity like this, and it’s great to get some miles under my belt before I live in Malta.
So the flight was about 4 hours, which is shorter than I expected. I got about 10 minutes sleep due to the uncomfortable seats, but i didn’t mind. Im going to Israel… who needs sleep!?
When we arrived, a bunch of us got stopped at security and were asked some very direct questions such as, “Why are you here?” “Where are you going?” “Who are you with?” Etc… It was pretty scary! But we had no problems. Once we were finished with the interrogation we met our course leader Rula and her husband. They gave us a very warm welcome, flowers and handshakes all round, then it was time to go to the school.
We got in the van, which was thankfully air conditioned (did I mention it’s hot) and we were on our way. The county is beautiful. It’s very yellow and orange. Not like our green England. We passed the west bank and saw the wall, passed a few small villages and then…. the van broke down. Our first hickup, but to be honest, we didn’t mind. We sat outside a McDonalds for an hour while we waited for another van. Unfortunately it was not open, I really fancied a nice cold McFlury.
Anyway, we made it in one piece and finally got to meet the family I will be living with for two weeks. They are very nice. I am still trying to remember their names. They speak very little English except for their son, who is acting as my translator. The first thing they did was feed me, and the food here is delicious. I had some sort of bread with a pesto style topping, and some tea.
Now it’s time for me to have a nap. I have been told that I will be going to Nazareth later, so I will let you know what happens.