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.