So, a restorative jaunt to the Holy Land, and a wonderful shavuot (cheesecake festival, will link my previous story when I get a chance) and shabbat with J, G and family. Sorry I didn't get to see or even talk to J or A, but on a flying visit, there just isn't time to do everything, sadly.
It's hot here, damn hot, in the words of the movie. The kind of steamy, still hotness that we never get in the UK.
I'm travelling back overnight, so don't expect me to be fabulous company tomorrow, but you never know; if I sleep on the plane, maybe I'll be raring to go when I land. Maybe I'll surprise you.
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