Where to start… The last two weeks have been an utter whirlwind of amazing and laughable experiences.

I started my trip with being left at the airport when the taxi I booked never arrived. After a quick call to my hostel at 4 AM local time asking where the hell my taxi was they said they’d send one over asap. With that sorted I was en route to my hostel and finally in bed by 5 AM after nearly 24 hours of travel. I spent my first, and only day it would turn out, in Tel Aviv taking a stroll through the graffiti-riddled streets of Florentine and a walking tour of Old Jaffa. Old Jaffa was a conquerer’s favorite prize each time they came to sack the area. It was a pretty cool experience walking in the steps of invaders such as Napoleon.