Tuesday:
4:30 AM - wake up, get ready, pack the car, on the freeway and I feel sick with nerves
6 AM - arrive at the airport and check in
8:35AM - take off from Salt Lake City airport
...sleep....eat...back asleep...
4 hours later
LANDING in New York City (too bad that was the short flight and my butt is already numb)
My first time in New York, stuck in JFK
6 hours layover - eat, call family one last time, start homework, and meet the people that will become my family
8:55 PM - take off for Tel Aviv
Wednesday:
2:40 PM - landing
baggage claim, customs, find the man I don’t know who holds a sign for “JERUSALEM CENTER”
1 hour bus ride
seeing the country, who knew Jerusalem would have traffic?
Arrive at the center... ARRIVE AT THE CENTER! It hits me. I am here. Here in Israel; specifically in Jerusalem. This is my home for the next 4 months, here where the Savior once lived. How in the world did I get so lucky? It is amazing being here. We walk into the auditorium and half way through the orientation the blinds open and right before us is the Holy City at sunset. I wanted to cry with all the emotions that were running through me. Being a sunset type girl, this was better than I could have asked for. The orange/red sun setting on the city. The light shinning on all the mud-brick buildings, illuminating the Dome of the Rock, the minarets pointing skyward. There is so much I want to say but words just can’t describe everything. Hopefully when I learn more I will be able to fully describe the things I see.
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