I write to you now, dear reader, from the faraway exotic land of Be’er Sheva. I know, it just doesn’t have the same ring as those spicy Indian names, does it? It’s a shame, a crying shame. How tragic to be back home.
Don’t get me wrong. We actually live in a beautiful, amazing country. And yes, it is exotic. But for me, it’s still “just home”. I haven’t traveled enought for that to be the most wonderfully exotic place of all, and before I remedy this, I have some more domestic adventures ahead of me, such as looking up universities and visiting with friends. Which faces me with a major problem — what on earth am I going to blog about now?