In a past life, I was Miles Davis. In this life, I can barely play the triangle. Anyway, your unemployed narrator who used to be Miles Davis was reminded of his previous self this morning when, on a brief deviation from his Sea to Sea Trek, he visited the shrine of Nebi (Prophet) Sabalan in […]
Posts in category Misadventures
Simultaneous Histories
Israel is a country where the forces of geological time and human history are frequently—often simultaneously—evident. At Rosh Hanikra, on the border with Lebanon, railways tunnels built under the British Mandate lie mere meters from ancient grottoes, hollowed out over millennia by the pounding of Mediterranean waves on limestone. These caves are home to fruit […]
Flipping off ISIS
We stand atop an extinct volcano watching a bomb detonate in a town just across the Disengagement Zone. We’re in the Golan Heights, where UN observers monitor the Israel-Syria border. This frontier was last defined in 1973, at the conclusion of the Yom Kippur War; currently, another war rages just across it, in territory now […]
Waltzing Matilda
I am effectively homeless. As such, I’ve been developing a healthy appreciation for facial hair, cheap booze, and crack. Not really (I still hate facial hair), but this Birthright trip is the ideal segue into the nomad life. We’re mostly off the grid, we’re not staying anywhere longer than a night, and last Monday, we […]
Such Beautiful Insignificance
We hiked Masada before sunrise. From the Roman Ramp, you can see how the Jews were able to hold the city for six months: the climb is steep and narrow, the climbers are exposed to the elements and (though it wasn’t the case this Monday) to projectile fire from the battlements above. My traveling companions […]