i miss you israel.

i miss you hummus and cucumbers and beets and hard boiled eggs.
i miss you bus and bus driver lazer, even though it sometimes smelt like cigarettes and perfume.
i miss you tour guide efrat and your logic and weather advice.
i miss you alex and having the opportunity to make you lose your hair.
i miss you judah and your endless bag of tricks. and your pistachios.
i miss you wailing wall and old city; forgive me for turning my back on you.
i miss you bedouin tent and saleim and bonfire.
i miss you vodka and diet sprite. mostly diet sprite. it's everywhere in israel.
i miss you underground and orange dresses and hipster boys and bathrooms.
i miss you jetlag who woke me up for five am conversations.
i miss you orthodox jews, including your curls and beautiful children.
i miss you hikes and pink exercise pants.
i miss you sean and me spilling your drink three times. i owe you.
i miss you graham and the way you "have to tell me something important."
i miss you eden and your disturbing picking.
i miss you shonna and all of our sharing: beds, clothes, chapstick, shekels, etc. (i washed the dress!)
i miss you special cow chocolate with the fireworks.
i miss you pringles at ten in the morning after a long night.
i miss you dana and nofar and our little common secret.
i miss you kosher food. just kidding, i despise you. where's the ice cream?
i miss you sam and eric. mostly your musical skills.
i miss you debra and your eloquent words which describe new things for me.
i miss you soldiers and your maturity. well, most of the time.
i miss you hotel room at the dead sea, which came complete with a three am cat fight.
i miss you israel, your history and depth changed me.