The weekend began on Thursday afternoon at 6:00 once my last class ended. I immediately packed up my stuff and got off campus to run into an already waiting man in uniform by the name of JP(who also happens to be my best friend). He surprised me at school when I thought he was coming later. We went back to my place and enjoyed some food while talking about life and how the army life is. That evening we met up with some people downtown and then got to bed early so we could fully utilize our time on Friday. That morning I discovered something amazing that I could not believe has not been in my life, it is called Friday morning breakfast. I usually don’t do the breakfast in the morning since I am sleeping in, writing for my blog, or traveling. This beautiful however, JP took me to café rimon and we had their Friday morning special, which consisted of perfectly grilled cheese, salad, cream cheese, and limonana. It was heavenly and actually put me in a good mood for the rest of the day. We then went to the shuk so I could pick up some food to prepare for Shabbat. As the time was getting closer to noon we made our way to the old city to see if we could find mike and his group. We thought of the brilliant idea that maybe they would go to the kotel. As we approach the wall, JP is in full gear and kumpta and I spot mike with his jeans and polo. JP decides to be slick and walks up to the wall right next to his brother without him noticing. Then he turned to his little brother and the 2 caught each other’s glare and I truly believe that time stopped for that moment. Then as though G-d descended to cover these two boys they embraced as one. I have never seen such a moment between brothers before that brought me to tears. It was as if their entire lives had gone by and they are greeting each other as long lost souls. After all the mushy stuff we got out of their and took the kid to burgers bar to taste his first Israeli burger. He devoured that thing in less time than I had to make fun of him for it. I unfortunately had to leave for the moment since I had another person to say hi to before shabbat came in. Susan Leider was here with Talia and I had to see them. They were also with the magen program and apparently brought have of Temple Beth Am with them. It was really nice to see my shul and a lot of the people there that have known me growing up and happy to see me in Israel. After my meet and greets, I had to get back to the cfar to prepare Shabbat dinner. I cooked for JP and myself some lasagna, mashed potatoes, green beans, and salad. We ate together and then spent the night laughing and joking about differences in our life paths right now. No matter what we are doing I know that JP and I will always make time to see each other and be there for each other when it counts.
On Shabbat morning, I went to shul and let JP sleep in(even though he didn’t). When I returned it was to the heavenly aroma of JP’s famous omlettes. They tasted better than they smelled if even possible. We sat outside since it was one of the more beautiful days on har hatzofim. JP then went and picked up mike and we all hung out together. He told us stories of how the trip had been going and what he appreciated experiencing. We feed him as much as possible, gave him contact info for IDC, and spent quality time together. Then he left us and we let Shabbat out together with some seudat shilshit and havdallah(this was one of the few times that I have heard JP say a bracha). Then we made our way downtown to meet up with mike for a 3rd time and just walked around the ben yehuda area. We took him to Schnitzis since how can you be in Jerusalem and not eat there. While waiting for them outside the restaurant I ran into Valerie Berkeley who was also on march of the living. It is crazy who you will run into in this country. All I know is I enjoyed the weekend and was lucky to be with 2 amazing brothers.
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