Well, here we go about to finish up day 70 in Jerusalem. For the most part the time has flown by and has been pretty good to us -- saying we are finishing up day 35 would feel more accurate. But one thing feels like the 70 days, 1,680 hours, 100,800 minutes and 6,048,000 seconds are really 140 days -- sun and heat. It has been sunny, blue skies and hot every single day we've been here. That probably sounds like utopia for a lot of people. but it is really starting to annoy me. I like diversity and change and to a certain extent unpredictability when it comes to the weather. Oh, and I am kind of obsessed about it, check online forecasts constantly and have been known to spend an entire day watching the Weather Channel. And I really like a good rainy day with some rumbles of thunder and flashes of lightening. I've always lived in regions that has all kinds of different weather patterns. I do understand what the winter is like here -- I know it will be cold and rainy a lot. Right now I say bring it on -- the mere thought of it is awesome. If there's a moral to this little story, maybe it's that we're never satisfied with what we have and often want what we don't have. I always covet people's thick and curly hair and they often covet my silky straight hair. We all seem to love to complain, so check back in February when I write this exact same blog post except I'll be complaining about 70 days and a bunch of hours, minutes and seconds about rain.
P.S. After lots of stress and too many hours trying to get home, Rachel arrived about 24 hours late -- early afternoon Sunday -- and today her second bag arrived. She got some great sleep last night and has been relaxing all day. She is on vacation this week and starts class again on Sunday, so we are going to lay low and do some fun things this week. We decided that Israel/Jerusalem definitely isn't home to us but that there is truly something to be said for the phrase "home is where the heart is" as all I wanted was for her to be back here with me and all she wanted was to be back here with me. So, all is good, here in our home.
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