what's my age, again?

we climbed in the car with our day packs packed for a few days of visits and eating up north! we hummed to the 80/90's pop songs that america had forgotten about but galgalatz, the hip radio station, certianly hadn't. the first stop was in carmiel where we stayed with carmel's lovely aunt and cousin. estrogen ruled the roost in this cute home, i ascertained as they showed me around the rose splattered rooms. the best room of all, though, was the one in the basement where carmel's aunt and cousin run a little business throwing birthday parties. clad in flowers of all kinds and two colours: pink and white, it was a little girl's dream room complete with a china tea party set up and party dresses for the children to wear. after a day of driving, we wanted nothing more than to revert to our little girl selves and watch disney movies. after a way too short hour and a half, we decided to act our age and go out to a bar where we analysed the warped body image in the little mermaid.

the next day, carmel and i went to a nearby kibbutz were we had my favourite meal, hands down, consisting of all fresh, all organic, all delicious tapas. words cannot do this meal justice, you'll just have to take my drool for it. we then whisked off to tiberias and found a beautiful hike in the switzerland forest over looking the famous lake. nobody walked on water that day but we did spot a lone, rather omniscient looking shepard walking on high.

when traveling with someone, there comes a time when every social barrier breaks and you discuss your synchronized bodily functions among other experiences. as was expected would happen at some point, we ran into some problems...um running. so that night we went to carmel's cousin's favourite dance club in the middle of nowhere. as people trickled in in their groups, we slowly realized that everyone there was younger than us -the shaved army heads were a dead give away. as the highschool party progressed, the tunes and our bellies got worse. carmel and i chuckled at our yearning for prunes and rest while we sat in the corner and watched the akward mingling take place.