After Ulpan, I sped to the airport, only to discover that in fact, my brother's plane was two hours late in arriving. Ben Gurion is not a very exciting airport to hang out at while waiting, not even an ok restaurant to sit and read and have a bite to eat.
I meandered out to the tour bus area, figuring I would probably know one of the guides. Small world, there was Uriel - my taglit guide from 5 years ago. To come full circle, he would be leading my brother's taglit trip. We talked a little about my time here (I had run into him a few months ago in a Druze village, and we had connected then and exchanged emails).
As I waited, another surprise when Shiri came over, having come to Israel. We caught up for a bit as well
Finally Dashiell came out. We spoke for a few minutes, and then I gave him some things for his trip, and off he went. I headed into Tel Aviv to meet up with Xan, we played some triples volleyball which is not really my thing - nor his - but there were only two games really going on the beach, mostly it was the foot volleyball games.
After, I headed back to Ramla for the new group and caught up with some people from another program. The new volunteers arrived and we were having a party for them.
Turning in for the night soon.
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