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Tel Aviv, the only softness here is the sand on the beach.
3 days in Tel Aviv, is 3 too many.
The other day I told my sister I feel like when Elizabeth Gilbert went from ¨I just had the best time in Italy, and now I am lost again¨.
Of course, that was not a direct quote, but it sums up how I felt.
¨I just had the best time in Colombia, and now I am lost again¨
My sister went on to ask if I was in my eating phase; I said I thought I was entering the prayer stage. As in, I pray I do not die from heat exhaustion.
Yesterday it was 41 degrees.
After being in such a warm and loving country for over two years, I have entered a place that is the complete opposite of what I have just experienced.
In Colombia, the people make it a beautiful place to be every day, and being surrounded by nature, I was spoiled. It was not perfect either, but closer than most.
Entering into a culture that I do not understand, a language that I do not understand, and a country that you would think with the hot climate would be more open, it is not.
