By Ariana Kamran
“Excuse me!” I screamed from the back seat of the Dan bus heading to Hof Yerushalayim, the Jerusalem Shore, in Tel Aviv. “Can you please turn up the music!?”
“Mah?” the bus driver asked.
Book bag latched onto my back, I ran to the front of the bus, and asked the driver – this time with hand motions and much more enunciation – to turn up the volume. The driver smiled and turned the knob, and my friends and I attempted to sing the Israeli song we’d heard millions of times – without knowing any of the lyrics.
From the second I stepped off the plane from Atlanta and into Ben Gurion Airport, ready to begin my gap year in Israel through Masa Israel’s Bar Ilan Israel Experience, I knew that Israeli culture was perfect for me. Every goose bump on my body gave a standing ovation to Israeli music, every taste bud in my tongue appreciated the food, and I could push and shove just like the Sabras (Israeli natives).
My favorite days on Bar Ilan’s Israel Experience
were Tuesdays. With only two morning classes, I really had time to soak up the best of Israeli culture. My friends and I had a tradition: After school, we headed back to our dorms, changed into our beach gear, grabbed book bags and towels and ran to Aluf Sadeh to catch the 63 bus to the beach.
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