Last night around 6:00 PM my tummy started hurting. Maybe it was a shock to my system to eat at the restaurant across the street. Steak and dessert all at once ): I went looking for a few gifts at the Fish Restaurant and had to skip dinner (not that I expected to be hungry. Some other theorys I have are the Midol I took to relieve the swelling in my ankles, Daniel's tummy sickness stuff from 2 weeks ago jumping over on me, or maybe there was dairy in the dessert (not eating Kosher all of a sudden).
Today I slept until 10:30 AM. Daniel stayed with me and asked if he would have to tend to me the same as I tended to him when he was sick. No! But you should have heard me whining like a baby last night. It wasn't pretty. I was sad, because I was going to get a look at the crypt and mosaic over in the Haifa area, but it is covered up now. Eva was going to take me on a mini-tour.
I met the bus when they came down at 12:25 to pick up all of the pottery buckets. I said Dan and I would clean them and get them hung up to dry. That way the others would get a break. It did not turn out to be much of a break though, because there were only 2 buckets.
I finished the 2 buckets in no time and still did not feel like eating. Darn, it was Jewish Chinese, my favorite thing to eat in the dining hall. Anyway I went back to the gift shop and finished picking up a few things. I had to make it back in time for my massage at 3:00 :)) The massage was nice and I am feeling better now.
I like it better when I have dig stuff to report. :(( It looked like it was a long, long, hot, hot day out there when the "diggers" got off of the bus. I heard something about the tractor getting a little off track and crushing a wall in an area no one was working. Thank God for angels.
Tomorrow will be the last bus ride up, the last hike up and down the hill, and maybe the last time we see Sussita / Hippos?
It has been a wonderful journey. If and when I return, it will be in much better shape. Everything in Israel is uphill and "all of the steps in Jerusalem go up" as Linda Miller says. I would suggest that everyone go as young as they can, because is a lot of physical work in sightseeing.
Funny story... Linda, Nancy, and I were at the Fish Restaurant and Nancy wanted a root beer float. Linda asked for a half glass of ice cream and a soda. The waitress gave her soda water. Linda corrected herself and said "Coke". Nancy asked the waitress for a root beer. The waitress was going to give her beer with her ice cream. She then said, "orange". The waitress gave her orange juice. We were laughing so hard by then, we finally got the word "Fanta" (orange soda) out and the waitress declined a taste of either one. I'm sure she thinks Americans eat weird things. In the end, Linda got her Coke float and Nancy got a Dreamcicle float although she wanted root beer.
We are having an end of the season party at 7:00 tonight. I am a bit hungry so I am going. Daniel is already there. We are hoping for something good to eat. If not we have a back-up plan (sneaking across the street or going to the Fish Restaurant). I will be helping clean up because I got extra rest today and I still feel guilty about staying back.
God bless you all, Love, Tina and Dan
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