Tel-Aviv Israel

It was an uneventful flight from Turkey to Ben Gurion airport in Tel Aviv. I sat next to a kind old Jewish man named Moshe from Northern Israel.... he has a small home on a hillside overlooking the border, just south of Beruit. He splits time between San Francisco and Israel where his wife and eight kids live. He works on high-rises with clients from all over the world. There was no Kosher food on the flight so he didn't eat. I felt bad eating my chicken salad in front of him, even though he wasn't missing much.Weiterlesen