Masa Israel Journey Blog

December 17, 2010
By Lauren Goldstein, Career Israel, Washington DC
I moved to Tel Aviv, Israel a month ago from the suburbs of Washington, DC to work with I decided to work with the organization after reading the founders bios on the website. We seemed to be kindred spirits in our love of food and finding new and unique places to eat. After hearing about the success of the Taste TLV events I became even more excited to work for them. Though really it all comes down to my love of food and exploring new cities. Upon my arrival to Israel, I was of course filled with a craving for hummus, shwarma, and shakshuka. But Tel Aviv is a diverse city and I was excited to try still undiscovered cuisines that I knew were waiting for me. I was overjoyed to discover that I could find an array of restaurants just going up and down my street.
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December 14, 2010
Goldman Union Camp Institute (GUCI) is one of many URJ camps and communities in the United States and was one of the most important parts of my childhood. I started at GUCI when I was 9 years old, eager and ready to experience the joys of camp that I had heard so much about from my older brother and many friends from my Jewish community in Dayton, Ohio. My time at GUCI was filled with cabin bonding activities, musical services in the outdoor Beit T’filah, Jewish study under the Eitz Chaim, and a feeling of community that cannot be replicated. My connection with GUCI continued after my years as a camper with the NFTY Israel trip, Avodah Work/Study year, and as a counselor. All of my time and experiences at GUCI greatly shaped me into the independent, fulfilled, and Jewish person that I...
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December 13, 2010
By Christina Healy, University of Haifa
It was just another Thursday. After my Hebrew class ended at noon, I met up with another researcher from the Sign Language Research Lab and we headed to lunch. Usually we automatically angle toward the cafeteria, but today we were in the mood for a baked potato, so we headed downstairs to the coffee shop. After paying, I turned toward the dining area and stopped short, staring out the window. With my arm outstretched, “smoke…fire” was all I could utter. The Carmel forest was alight.
An hour after the fire began, the flames were already high enough to see from campus, and the smoke towered over the university.
Having grown up in southern California, I have seen more than my fair share of...
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