Beginnings

Over the years, I've had countless nascent blogs that haven't gotten off the ground because of an inability to produce a satisfactory first post. I'm trying to break the streak by writing something very quickly and publishing it before I can change my mind. I apologize (mostly to myself) for the lack of brilliance.

So I'm going to live in Israel. For nearly 6 months, as part of a program called Achvat Amim. No, I don't know much more about what I'll be doing than what you can glean from the above linked website. For those of you who ate pulled pork sandwiches with me on the first day of Passover 2015 (hi, Scott) or saw me mope through a 10-day Birthright trip during my sophomore year of college: no, I'm not totally sure why I'm doing it, either. Yes, my limited Hebrew language education ended 12 years ago, as soon as I stepped off the bimah at Adas Israel Congregation after stumbling through my haftarah reading. But I'll be airborne for Tel Aviv 47 hours after posting this nonetheless. At the very least, it'll be an adventure. I hope you'll follow along with me.