Journey To Israel
Nearly twenty four hours after leaving San Antonio we flew into Tel Aviv, Israel. The city sparkled in the night sky and seemed like a beacon in the darkness that we had flown through from Germany.
From the sky it looked like every other city I had ever flown into at night, freeways filled with cars, some areas lit while others were dark. There were houses, hotels and businesses all with their signs bright enough to be seen from the night sky.
There were tall skyscrapers and hills that were lit up. The tower at the airport had revolving lights spinning in the night sky letting those who came in the Israeli airspace know they were serious about keeping their country safe.
We had taken a bus from San Antonio to Houston, then in Houston we boarded our Lufthansa flight, the largest plane I had ever been in, that surprisingly had some of the smallest passenger seats I had ever squeezed into, for our 9 hour flight to Frankfurt, Germany. Though the seats were small, the company was excellent, and the tiny space became a cozy gathering of friends.
We had a five hour layover in Frankfurt then finally we boarded our flight to Tel Aviv. where we witnessed on the plane the devoted faith of Rabbi’s on the flight.
Some of us stopped at the Welcome to Israel sign for a quick selfie.
Then we loaded onto another bus taking us to The Ramada Inn Hadera Resort
where we had a delicious dinner of “cold cuts” aka chicken, fresh vegetables and bread.
Exhausted from 2 days of travel we go to sleep dreaming tonight of what our adventures for the next week would be.