After a lot of airplanes and airports, after a run-in with security wherein they did not like me and I did not like them, after a bag not making it on a plane, after lost & found being at least somewhat kind, after a taxi ride with also-arriving-now friends--
I made it to the conference. [Photo cred: not me, because: charger confiscated by security people and placed in bag not put on plane.]
Later, I wandered up the street from our hotel with friends, finding a convenience store for water, and an Italian restaurant [not much open on the Sabbath in Nazareth...] for the most interesting Italian/Middle-Eastern salad ever created, and then I crashed into my bed.
And that was Saturday/Sunday/what day is it really?
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