Viva Mexico.

Some blog critics of mine have been whining about my frequent mentions of Jerusalem. Especially while I'm here in Mexico.
Mexico is great.
BUT.

There is just something about Jerusalem that I feel so connected to.
I love the people and the places and it really was home.
I don't have those feelings for Mexico, nor have I ever before.

Sometimes you just feel a connection to a place just because.
It's not that this trip isn't great or isn't fun. It is.
But it's just a little different.

So I'll continue to compare and contrast my experiences between the two.
It doesn't mean that I don't like Mexico, I just have a stronger sense of belonging in another place.

Which we know from past experiences because I blog about Jerusalem Love in the States.

Anywho, today had been grand:
A nice 2+ hour nap on the bus,
Chichen Itza before the crowds,
Pina Colada snow cone,
Swimming in an cave (called a cenote),
And 2 hours of class.
Now that it's midnight and I've been up for 19 hours, I think we can call it a night.

Shalom & laila tov.
:)

(I used some of my super rusty Hebrew knowledge today when Dana said 'Shalom' to me. So great. I want to remember all I learned.)