Jesus wore Naot

Following 30 minutes of questioning at Bangkok airport, two bag searches and three servings of plane food, I have arrived in Tel Aviv, Israel in the summer heat. I heard the security would be tough, but after Israeli airline El-Al’s charade of good cop/bad cop at the check-in, I too was convinced I was carrying a bomb in my bag (“Oh god, what if I am a terrorist and I just didn’t know it?”).

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