Jerusalem

10:30 Monday night, pretty much all packed and then havoc wreaks when I open up the desk drawer to pull out my passport.  Why does opening up a desk drawer equate with havoc, you ask?  Let me jog your mind quickly with 2 words--"Pandora's Box" 

Micah, my mom and dad, and I tore my house and room apart, my car, my apartment, my work managers, my neighbor, my friend's apartment, and my scooter.  Come 2:30 in the morning, no passport.

I woke up at 4 to take a fellow Jerusalem-ite to the airport, got instructions on how to get a new passport, and the adventure continued.  Because the passport office didn't open til 9am and it was still 6am, Micah and I pulled up into a Burger King parking lot and slept till 9:30.  We then proceeded to run all over Salt Lake getting and filling out paperwork.  We got back to Provo at 3pm and slept.  

Finally, Saturday morning I leave SLC for Tel Aviv.