Americans - Detroiters - Jellyfish

First of all, i'm going to type this blog with certain influences. First, i will spell words using British English...for fun. Second, my "o" button isn't working right, so when it doesn't work, i won't go back and correct it.

So i went to Tel Aviv this weekend. Its my favourite city on Israel most likely. Let me cover some highlights. Well, i went with a bunch of people from Michigan State. It was unusual because it wasn't people i've ever spent much time with, and who i would normal never spend time with.

Of the 34 hours i was in Tel Aviv for, i spent about 18 at the beach. I am so burnt right nw. We played some good frisbee, but the underlying story was the Jellyfish. Each day around 2 pm they would come out with a vengeance.
Everyone got stung, some worst than others. Today one of the guys i was with was investigating a jellyfish. We kept finding plastic bags and thinking they were jellyfish, so (and don't question the logic of this) someone went over everytime we saw something t confirm or refute that it was in fact a jellyfish. One of the guys we thought got way too clse, and after he came back he was like "what was i thinking." Immediately following this however, an Israeli guy goes right up to it, and is touching it...we just dropped our jaws in amazement. We wanted to tell him to get the hell back, but we so badly wanted to see what would happen to him. So he pushes it down, flips it up, and catches it in the air. He then slwly carried it ashore. That was the most hard core thing to happen today...good lord. I was dumbstruck.

Funny story - so a lot of people have had trouble with the fact that in situations when doors should be push, they are actually pull, and the reverse. Well my friend rachel went to pull open a door to our hostel, and it was stubborn. She pulled the handle CLEAN OFF, then just walked away. The next morning i was trying to shut the front door, and thought "wow, there should really be a handle here to shut this door....oh wait...." and recalled the incident. I will remind her f it often.

So we didn't do too much to celebrate America's independence. We went to Mike's Place (though i have 2 reasons to kill Mike's Place...thats another story though). There we found a drunk guy from Detroit wearing a Red Wings shirt. We were excited and told him were from Detroit and talked Red Wings with him for a minute. Then he's like "WOOOOOO i'm buying you drinks!!!" so he bought us a round. Funny guy. We saw him the next morning walking around wearing a Pistons shirt.

I'm reading On The Road by Kerouac. I like it because i'm kinda on the road now too, and a lot of times he's had incidents the same day i had a similar one. Its funny. I believe thats it for now. Tomorrow i'm going to Herzliyah to report on a charity tennis tournament in Ilan Ramon's memory. I'll get home late, but should be cool. I hear they're gonna feed me again.