The start of my four day weekend was with speaking to a panel of bloggers from newspapers and the South African ambassador. Apart about being here at the Mochan is being a public figure in a way. There are always people coming here wanting to speak with us or interview us. Since I have been here I have spoken with at least 10 outside groups. After the panel I hitch a ride with a friend to Eilat and spent the day alone at the sea. It was SO peaceful!
Here on the Kibbutz there is a "pub" which is really a farm building but that is a story for another post. So Thursday night a Kibbutznik held a party at the pub because of some money he earn from being an officer in the army. (I know this was not clear but it was not clear for me as well) So for 15 NIS you could drink all you want and the money went to autism which meant we had to drink because it was for a good cause. The party was great but the best moment of the party was when one the blogger came up to me and said "It's weird to think that there are Palestine and Arabs here at a party celebrating someone in the Israeli army". What a moment to think yea how weird it is, but better yet how special it is that I get to live these moment everyday!!!!!!!
Ok enough about the Kibbutz party not the important stuff here. One of the Israelis (Shaked) asked if I wanted to go to a Trance Festival with her. It was called Desert Storm and it was located on the Dead Sea so Lama Lo (why not)!!! So Shaked, myself and 3 other American girls packed up our gear and headed to the Dead Sea for Desert Storm. We got to the Sea around 6pm and the Festival didn't open until 11pm so we set up camp at the sea. This trip was the trip of highs and lows starting with myself becoming ill from who knows what. So for the first five hours we camped on the sea my life goal was to keep food down and not total die of a head ach. So 11pm final arrives we pack up camp and move camp into the Festival and took a power nap till about 2am. Then the dancing began!!!!!!
The Best part about being in a Trance Festival in Israel is the way the Israeli dance!!! They move there whole body dance on there own and just look so strange, but it is so great! I have embraced the Israeli dancing now because it is so great just to move your body how ever and enjoy the music. So we dance until 4:30ish and then waited for the sunrise to begin dancing again until 9am. So if you are counting it is about 6 hours of dancing and it only 9am.
We came back to camp and found that two of our phones were stolen and a wallet. This brought the dancing to a halt and we dealt with the police for 2 hours or so. After dealing with the police and some more dancing the 3 other American and an Israeli boy (he join us around midnight) decide they were going to start hitch hiking home but Shaked and I stayed. We danced for 2 more hours or so and then decide it was time to head out around 2pm. So we packed up called some kibbutznik that were camping north of us for a ride. We get outside the gates of the festival and there are the 4 others still trying to hitchhike. IT IS NUTS TO BE WAITING THAT LONG FOR A RIDE. We felt bad since we had a ride and a place to go so Shaked went over to try and help. Man or Man was someone on our side because Shaked puts her arm out and a empty tour bus stops. The bus was heading down to Eilat to pick up a tour group so he agree to take the four of them for free all the way home! It has to be the best all time hitchhiking story ever. With the four of them safely off to the Kibbutz Shaked and I are able to go up north and enjoy the spring with the Kibbutzniks. So you can now see why it was the trip of high and lows but it was the BEST TIME I could have asked for. I have so many more stories to tell about what happen but they will be so much better in person so don't forget to ask.
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