…that I stepped off the boat at Haifa port and started my long and painful Israel experience. Only kidding! But time ain’t half flown – it seems like yesterday that I was just getting to grips with the language (all the important words) and just how hot the luscious ladies of Israel were (and still are).
Israel has changed along the way, and I’ve changed too. I’m not sure if all those changes we’ve both gone through are for the better, but that’s life, innit.
Anyway, to celebrate, I’ve written up another episode (part 13) of my story of just how and why I ended up in Israel (see the post below this one). And perhaps more interestingly, why I stayed. Enjoy it!
And I’m off to have a beer to celebrate! Here’s to the next 20!