How I didn't want to join facebook

Yeah, I really didn't want to do it, but I got so many invitations, emails and told so many times that I should join, that it all started as innocent curiosity, but once you sign up and give them your email, everyone who has been looking for you there, pretty much become your contacts automatically, then you start looking at their pictures and at their funny little things that they put on their profile pages, and then that's it, you're already in, tunneling down the infinite spiral of profiles.

Although, there is a good thing that can be said about this website. Unlike the other ones, it allows you to personalize it a little bit more, add little applications and upload as many pictures as you want.

I guess the conclusion of this post is that I am weak and that I can succumb to peer pressure. So, step off!

And... look for me in facebook :D

Pequeñas reflexiones de mi viaje a México

• Los amigos... los verdaderos amigos, son para siempre.
• La familia estará siempre ahí para ti, en las buenas y en las malas.
• Los judíos mexicanos viven en una ilusión; piensan que viven bien, con seguridad y estabilidad. Es solo una ilusión.
  
• Vivimos en un mundo postmoderno, todo es relativo y las relaciones humanas han pasado a segundo término. Lo más importante es el dinero.
  
• En México la gente vive para acumular dinero, ese es el propósito máximo de su vida, su ocupación principal, su forma de vida. Si es necesario aplastar al de al lado para lograrlo, que así sea. (En México puedes mandar matar a alguien por $50 USD)
• Descubrí que hay personas en México que siguen teniendo un fuerte significado en mi vida, para bien y para mal. (little scary)
• Israel está lejos de ser perfecto, lejos de ser el mejor lugar para vivir, lejos de ser un lugar seguro, pero aun así, prefiero estar aquí.
• No hay como la comida mexicana.
  
• El futbol israelí es una basura.
  
• Solo existe un lugar en el mundo que me hace sentir cosquillas en el estómago cuando llego: Israel

My trip to Mexico

After thinking much about it, I decided to write this post in English, so more people can understand it.

The odyssey started when I got to Ben Gurion airport at 3:00am the day of my flight (5:20 am). Since I had done the internet check-in I could get in the business line. I got to the counter and was informed that my flight from Amsterdam to Mexico had been canceled, so I was sent to the ticketing office.
I was offered to take the flight of the next day at 8:30am (29 hours later), which I of course refused, cause I had the shpilkes and wanted to get to Mexico asap. After waiting for about an hour and a half, I was given my new route. Instead of Tel Aviv - Amsterdam - Mexico City, it was now going to be Tel Aviv - Amsterdam - Chicago - Mexico City. This was only at 4:30am, which left me with 50 minutes to go through security, customs, buy cigarettes and alcohol at the duty free and make it to my plane.
I ran, literally, ran, and barely made it to my plane.

Once I got to Amsterdam, I had 50 minutes to do the connection, which included getting in a 35 minute line to get my new boarding passes. Once I got them I kept running to the next plane that would take me to Chicago. Once I got to Chicago, I had 40 minutes to connect and catch my next flight to Mexico City.

Finally arrived in Mexico City just to find out that one of my two bags hadn't made it there. And of course, it was the one that was completely empty. Cause I took one full bag with clothes and presents and an empty one to bring presents back. Anyways, I got the empty one and had to wait for 3 days before I got the bag with my clothes.

Mexico was a lot of fun, I got to hang out with all my friends and family. When I got to my house I had the urge to take a shower, and when I got out of the shower Gabriel, Pepe and Leah (Pepe's girlfriend) were already waiting for me. Oh (sighs), it was great!

I spent the following days mainly hanging out with my brother and my friends, I had the great opportunity to see some old friends from highschool and catch up with some other important people in my life that I left back in Mexico.

Then the bachelor party came. OMG!!! Was it ever fun?!? Lots of alcohol, lots of laughter and good times. Mariachis, singing, dancing. Hard to describe in words.
After a couple weeks the day before the wedding came. I got to spend the whole day with anxi Gabriel. I met his Israeli cousin Roi who is a great guy, and got to have those last late night conversations with bachelor Gabriel. And then the day of the wedding.

The ceremony was beautiful. I've attended many weddings, of close friends and even close family, and I had never cried in a wedding until now. It was a funny feeling, knowing that my best friend was getting married, achieving one of this dreams, building a new part of his life and with the partner that he chose, that he loves... Tamy.

Then the party started, great food, an awesome band that played all night long, lots of drinking and more laughs until breakfast. The pozole was freaking awesome! And then the time to say goodbye came, cause Gabriel and Tamy were about to leave on their honey moon, which meant that I had to say goodbye to Gabriel until the next time. Again the tears rolled down my eyes just to think that I don't know when exactly will be the next time I see him.

After the wedding I had nothing left to do but to buy some presents that I still needed to get for my kvutza, pack and leave to spend 8 wonderful hours in Amsterdam.

The second I got back to Israel I had things marked to do in my calendar, got home and started working right away, even before I could even nap.

See some of the pictures of this trip here