The day when seven months of loose planning, day dreaming and my one-way ticket become a reality.
Today, I move to Israel. Mazel Tov!
It's 3 a.m. and finally after two hours of 'slightly' inebriated packing I'm ready to get on my feet and get this journey going.
Off to the state where Christianity, Judaism, and Islam were born; where Jesus walked and Jacob donned an amazing technicolor dream coat.
To a land the world media spits on, where bacon cheese burgers are a dream, ranch dressing is non existent and soccer rules king in the sports world.
From the friendly confines of Centreville, Virgina where I've spent my time since graduating James Madison University last May substitute teaching, coaching 6th grade basketball, and building championship Madden franchises to the Holy Land.
I'll be travelling over 6,000 miles to Northern Israel to my new landing pad Kibbutz Romat Yochanan. Here daily life will include Hebrew classes, work life on a farm, pulling my share of chores on the kibbutz, and of course daily adventures. Just call me a Jewish Huck Finn if you will...or not.
So for now it's out with the old and in with the new. As the Jewish poet Tuli Kupferberg once wrote, when patterns are broken - new worlds emerge.
On a side note, . I will have internet so if you have the time, be a good chum and keep me informed on baseball and the NFL lockout, and whatever else you may please at SAYoungberg@gmail.com or SKYPE me at SeanYoungberg.
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