March 3, 2016

March 3, 2016

March 3, 2016 [Return to TLV after Extend Tour in W. Bank]

My mint plant died, and they've started construction on the building across the stree from me. It's only been 3 days, yet it feels like an eternity. There and back again. Each time I return to Tel Aviv after being in the W. Bank, I'm struck by the café go-ers and the model-esque people walking their fashionable dogs and starting a vegan, gluten-free diet. Ramallah does not exist in Tel Aviv. The two separate realities gives me whiplash. I feel like Alice who just walked through the looking glass.

Greetings from the Unholy Land.