It’s Friday at 10pm. But my body thinks its Friday at 3pm. I’ve been running since Thursday (9am America) till Friday at 10 now. Almost 48 hours. The twitch is real.
After a 10 hour flight, an hour sherut cab ride, and an extensive uphill trek (with my two suitcases and three carry ons) in the desert sun and cobblestone, I made it in one (barely one) piece to JUC. Karen, the student activities director, and Diane greeted the three of us traveling together with a warm welcome. My room is right near the gated entrance of the school, spacious with stone floors, a high ceiling and plentiful windows. I have two roommates, and we have the bounteous choices of four sets of bunk beds and several closet trunks. There is a couch and a few desks in the room as well. After a cold shower (hot water is in scarce supply) and a hour power nap, there was a meet and greet in the garden where some of the students who have arrived were able to congregate and get to know each other.
The campus is beautiful, overlooking the hilly side of Jerusalem and the buildings stacked atop one another. Tomorrow no mercy is spared- an 8am wake up call for breakfast and a 9am orientation for class registration. Later, we dive right in to the physical settings course and start the preliminary touring of the Old City and beyond.
I AM GOING TO BED.