Travel Diaries

January 2, Boston: sitting in a pile of dust next to a construction wall in terminal E of Boston Logan International Airport. After 20 minutes and 6 unsuccessful attempts I have finally found a working outlet. God bless. (Attempt #4: prying a gold cap off an outlet on the ground and crawling under a chair to another non-working outlet. Received many strange looks.) All devices are at 40%. Travel exchange is out of both Vietnamese and Israeli currency. Chase will not allow me to put a travel notice on my cards because both countries are "high risk" (cue: eye roll). I am strongly considering impulse buying expensive headphones... more to keep myself entertained than for the actual headphones. Snacks are now gone and morale is low.

Notes to self:

- Charge your shit BEFORE you get to the airport.

- International flights have different luggage rules (@carryon: see you in Tel Aviv, miss you already).

January 3, Frankfurt: sitting, staring longingly at the European outlet wishing I hadn't accidentally left my charger in my checked bag. It's 10am here but past midnight in the United States, which means no one will talk to me. Left to my own devices, I took a casual stroll through THREE duty free shops. Currently watching Dallas Buyers Club. Mom said there would be no sex scenes that would be uncomfortable to watch on an airplane, but THERE ARE and I hope the kind woman next to me hasn't noticed Matthew McConaughey draped in naked women (thank you, mom, for the sage movie recommendation).

Notes to self:

- SERIOUSLY... charge your shit. Thank god USB ports are the same everywhere.

- German toilet paper is very rough and the "Polizei" are not helpful with directions.

- Do not underestimate the power of a strong WiFi connection.

January 3, Tel Aviv: WE MADE IT.

That's all, folks. Stay tuned for some Jersualem/Tel Aviv posts.

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