Month: August 2010

“What is your reason for going to Israel?” “Tourism? We also have friends we want to see.” “Besides that, do you have any connection to

"If you want this, you have to run!" I yelled at Emily as we dashed down Kissamou Street in Hania, Crete chasing the last bus

In the places we’ve been so far in Greece, everyone speaks English – usually very proficiently. Yesterday when buying a bus ticket a day in

I've told the story to several people here on Crete. I thought about it as I stared out the window on the bus ride from

A knock at the door, a squeal, a slam and hugging in the hallway. Sharon and Autumn – Emily’s, and now our – friends arrived

Our taxi driver who whisked us off to the airport in Rhodes was the youngest, spiffiest looking taxi driver in all the world. With his

"What's so special about this ocean? It looks like the one we have at home," Emily said on her first glance at the Mediterranean during

As the black fly flew straight into her chardonnay, I really did think "Isn't it ironic?" Or maybe apropos is the better word. It seemed

Every time we finished the kiddush, the blessing over the wine, Rabbi Paskow would say "L'Chaim, Etz Chaim!" My family went to Temple Etz Chaim

As our mid-size prop plane took off from the Rhodes Airport, I looked over at our carry-on bags sitting on the seat across the aisle