Traveling
hey guys, as usual its been a long time and i really do feel bad, but there is a limit to the time that i have, but now im home and the internet at my fingertips i dont really have an excuse. i think that in keeping with tradition i must tell yall abt my flight, which was comparably tame. i had two stop overs one in zurich and one in washington,dulles. so we leave neve around 3:30 am( my usual bedtime) of i forgot to mention that i had gotten strep two days before and had only gotten drugs the day before( dont worry mrs. stefansky it was just refapin) so i was still quite sick- to the extent that i was at teh kotel and this lady asked me if i had any food i answered that i had none but i offered my waterbottle at which she point-blank refused bcz she realized that i was sick- sorry talk abt getting off topic.
we get to the airport( i was with ruti) and man let me tell you, you would never now that it was 4AM, seriously it felt like geula during chol hamoed sukkot, jampacked with families, sem girls, bochurim, random tourists clutching their cameras furiously snapping away trying to capture the scene as you push your cart loaded with your two "fifty lb" suitcases( who are we trying to kid anyway el al has been doing this a long time they dont even bother anymore) your "purse" and carry on which each weigh more than both your suitcases combined and your trudging along trying to keep up with the line, using the cart to support you as you speculate exactly how much money you spent on presents and how many more minutes till you fall into your bed( american mattress btw!) what seems like hours later youi relieve yourself of your suitcases.
B"H the dude didnt weigh them, otherwise heaven help us, the overweight is probably teh same price as the ticket itself! we get to the gate after going through security, passport control( they yell at you bcz neve never got u the student visa they promised) i of course at this point realize that i dont have my cell phone run back and realize that i had left it by the scanner at security! fine we get it , finally im at the gate, i daven vasikin and fall asleep, legs up on my suitcase, head cuddled into my sweatshirt, waiting patiently for boarding at which point i realize that im seated btwn an israeli and a bochure-talk abt twilight! so i switch seats so that i have an aisle seat, four hours till zurich. now i have 45 min to catch my flight, we run as fast as our bloomin legs can carry us, we b"h make the flight then its 9 hrs to washington, at security they take away my chummus for some idiotic reason. now i have 7 hrs to kill ( are yall keeping track of the numbers there will be a quiz at the end) so i buy a book, eat a little, assume the position ( as described by airport #1) to take a nap.
after 25 hours of traveling- 5 hours of waiting at the gate, i decide to check that i was at the right gate, maybe things changes during the decades i had been sitting their, she calmly informs me that teh gate has changed to across the airport- now announcement on the loudspeaker, no warning to the masses waiting inocently for their flight to the esteemed atl. this was the point i was trying to get to . sometimes in life, if we are fortunate enough to know where we are going and what our destination is, we may that that we are on the right path- at teh right gate, but every once a while we have to wake up and double check with our spiritual guidance to see that we our on the correct path, maybe we have to switch tactics, or paths to get to our goal. this leads into a idea rabbi orlofsky was speaking about. the seder is like a set of directions.
if you have fiffteen steps in your mapquest directions to great adventures, you dont get to step 10, decide that you got 10/15 of the way, you had enough, you got 10/15 of the experience you had enough, so you turn around and go home. no! the directions are to get you somewhere and if you dont finish them and stop somewhere in the middle you accomplished nothing but waste precious gas, this is the seder, it is an order, a set of G-d given map quest directions to get you somewhere and unless you do every last step, including singing the silly song abt the goat then you wasted your time. now the question is where do you wanna go with your seder, where are you headed this year, cuz it cant be teh same place as last year, every year has to be different, you've grown so your pesach seder should be different cuz you are a different person. so start planning your roadtrip, read the haggada ahead of time, make it meaningful, and hopefully im yitrzeh Hashem, we will get to our planned destination!dont forget tefilas haderech!
we get to the airport( i was with ruti) and man let me tell you, you would never now that it was 4AM, seriously it felt like geula during chol hamoed sukkot, jampacked with families, sem girls, bochurim, random tourists clutching their cameras furiously snapping away trying to capture the scene as you push your cart loaded with your two "fifty lb" suitcases( who are we trying to kid anyway el al has been doing this a long time they dont even bother anymore) your "purse" and carry on which each weigh more than both your suitcases combined and your trudging along trying to keep up with the line, using the cart to support you as you speculate exactly how much money you spent on presents and how many more minutes till you fall into your bed( american mattress btw!) what seems like hours later youi relieve yourself of your suitcases.
B"H the dude didnt weigh them, otherwise heaven help us, the overweight is probably teh same price as the ticket itself! we get to the gate after going through security, passport control( they yell at you bcz neve never got u the student visa they promised) i of course at this point realize that i dont have my cell phone run back and realize that i had left it by the scanner at security! fine we get it , finally im at the gate, i daven vasikin and fall asleep, legs up on my suitcase, head cuddled into my sweatshirt, waiting patiently for boarding at which point i realize that im seated btwn an israeli and a bochure-talk abt twilight! so i switch seats so that i have an aisle seat, four hours till zurich. now i have 45 min to catch my flight, we run as fast as our bloomin legs can carry us, we b"h make the flight then its 9 hrs to washington, at security they take away my chummus for some idiotic reason. now i have 7 hrs to kill ( are yall keeping track of the numbers there will be a quiz at the end) so i buy a book, eat a little, assume the position ( as described by airport #1) to take a nap.
after 25 hours of traveling- 5 hours of waiting at the gate, i decide to check that i was at the right gate, maybe things changes during the decades i had been sitting their, she calmly informs me that teh gate has changed to across the airport- now announcement on the loudspeaker, no warning to the masses waiting inocently for their flight to the esteemed atl. this was the point i was trying to get to . sometimes in life, if we are fortunate enough to know where we are going and what our destination is, we may that that we are on the right path- at teh right gate, but every once a while we have to wake up and double check with our spiritual guidance to see that we our on the correct path, maybe we have to switch tactics, or paths to get to our goal. this leads into a idea rabbi orlofsky was speaking about. the seder is like a set of directions.
if you have fiffteen steps in your mapquest directions to great adventures, you dont get to step 10, decide that you got 10/15 of the way, you had enough, you got 10/15 of the experience you had enough, so you turn around and go home. no! the directions are to get you somewhere and if you dont finish them and stop somewhere in the middle you accomplished nothing but waste precious gas, this is the seder, it is an order, a set of G-d given map quest directions to get you somewhere and unless you do every last step, including singing the silly song abt the goat then you wasted your time. now the question is where do you wanna go with your seder, where are you headed this year, cuz it cant be teh same place as last year, every year has to be different, you've grown so your pesach seder should be different cuz you are a different person. so start planning your roadtrip, read the haggada ahead of time, make it meaningful, and hopefully im yitrzeh Hashem, we will get to our planned destination!dont forget tefilas haderech!
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