BEN GURION AIRPORT, ISRAEL — It is always a special moment when the rental car is successfully returned (surprisingly undamaged), the luggage with its curious bags of rocks is checked through (“Why do you need to have numbers on all your souvenir rocks?”), and all the security and passport control zones have been successfully passed. We are enjoying a special lunch to ease us back into American culture.
The drive to the airport began at 4:45 a.m., so our last view of the Negev consisted of dim shapes in the foggy dawn’s light. (Fortunately none of those shapes were camels on the road.) We have roughly 17 hours of travel ahead of us, and I intend to enjoy every minute of it not making any more decisions! Home we come.