Wow. I am still in shock over the amazing two days I just experienced. Israeli's have told me that Yom Kippur in Israel was a remarkable day and that I was so lucky to be able to observe it here, but I had no idea it would be so meaningful. As a fairly secular Jew, I have never really fully observed Yom Kippur. Especially growing up in Indiana, being the only Jew in my school no one would even know the day was any different. But being here in Israel, everything shut down as the sun descended and you could feel the Chag(holiday) in the air. My wonderful roommates David, Shanee, and myself went to Janet's apartment in Herzliya to eat the pre Chag meal. Janet is an amazing lady who helped us in finding our apartment. In the evening we walked around the center of Herzliya. All the children were out in the streets on their bicycles and everyone was walking in the streets. No cars anywhere. Later in the evening we went to Herzliya Pituach to the beach. This was my first time back to the beach since my last time in Israel, three years ago. It was a long walk, but once we reached the sea I was in awe. Standing barefoot in the sand with the Mediterranean water rubbing up against my feet I couldn't believe I was actually there. This is what my Dad would call a "Shekianu moment" I stood gazing into the Sea feeling so grateful for my opportunity to be here in Israel at this pivotal time in my life. Awestruck, standing there you would never know there was any conflicts in the world. For those of you who know me, you know I am a pretty serious, worried person most of the time, but as I gazed into the sea and up to the stars I felt the most relaxed and happy in such a long time. The rest of the Chag our threesome rested and had many discussions. I wish I could have taken pictures of these amazing days, but no technology is allowed, which really made the time memorable. While it was difficult to fast, especially with no drinking, when the sun came down and we all broke the fast together, what an indescribable feeling. As I sit here writing, I can't help to smile. While life here is not easy and as I continue to learn the language, I couldn't be more happy and grateful to be here. Mom and Dad, I love you both so much thanks for letting your crazy girl follow her heart. Until next time.
Shana tova!
Love,
Hannah Yael
Classic Israeli dish-Shakshuka


