Good Evening Israel / Good Morning America
I just returned from what I thought was going to be a יום כיף Yom Kef (Fun Day). I didn’t really know what was going on today, but I knew I was going to have bonding time with my Unit.
The day started out very rushed. I stayed up watching the Bronco’s game late and then woke up this morning, thinking I hit the snooze…but I turned off my alarm. I woke up about 40 minutes late, the time I was supposed to get on the bus. I dressed, shaved, bushed, and run to the stop to get the next bus. I made it, but I had 20 minutes to get to the Herzaliya Train Station…almost impossible. My heart was pumping fast, my leg shaking a bit, and my mind racing. What was I going to do I need to get to the Unit on time or before, because I had no one’s phone number. Well I made it to Herzaliya in about 9 minutes and made a last minute move to try to get to the train station in less than 11 minutes. I ran from the bus and right across the street to the next bus stop…I thought about just running to the train station, but that was crazy… oh wait! I have a 20 Seckel bill in my pocket. TAXI!!!! I see on right away and wave it down. I get in and tell him Train Station, fast. I now have 8 minutes to get to the train. We hit a long stop light…damn damn damn… He tells me it will be fine… Finally we get to the train station, I paid and jumped oUT! I walked quickly to the entrance. Right though security to the ticket machine. Ticket, Swipe… 3 minutes…. YES, I MADE IT BEFORE THE TRAIN. Great success!
Oh wow, I just got a bit carried away. Sorry. Lets move on…
I saw a guy from my base and we looked for our unit. Couldn’t find them… I asked him what time he was told to get here. He tells me 8:30am. Wow, I just rushed and paid 20 Seckels ($5) for nothing…. Well we all get on the bus, I’m being pretty reserved and quiet. I’m like this a lot these days, esp with new people. We arrive at בית תותחנים Soldier’s House in Zicron Ya’akov. There was ton of soldiers there, in fact, all of of תותחנים (Artillery Units). Every unit received a different color shirt for the day. Mine was light blue, great color, but I got an XL. I was the only one in Air Force Uniform…they really need to give me a new uniform. I have been asking people I recognise what we are doing here. They just tell me Stam, Walking. What? Oh and a word I didn’t know yet. צעדה Tzahda. We start on a walk in the very hot sun in half our uniform with the new shirts. We all have flags (I got an Israeli Flag), and they told us to put on sunscreen and drink lots of water. I then here “Its only 7km” WHAT? What could be 7km? Ok, whatever.
We get all together and start walking down a city street, which then turns into a dirt road,… Do you see where I’m going? Well I then figure out what is the meaning of Tzahda (March), 7km (4.3 miles). Oh man, here we go.
The March never ended, and got hotter by the minute. I drank lots of water and had a hat, so I was alright. I definitely needed the exercise and extra free time to meet new people. I even got to meet my Platoon Commander. A really nice guy.
Finally we finished. I was so tired and hungry. Therefore I ate and took a quick nap. My nap took a little longer than I thought and no one woke me up so I missed about half of the closing ceremony. The end was nice though, we had the Army Rock Band.
What a day from No where. A bit fun though…
I just tried to make it to the Gaviti Swearing In Ceremony, but I failed…to hard, to late…sorry boys, but congratulations! Special Shout OUT to Ronen and Rosie!