So much for that post on Sunday. I've been receiving some heat from my counselor for spending so much time in the Hostel, so I've been at my internet-less apartment more often. Sunday was actually a terrible terrible day for me, But I'll start with the weekend.
Thursday evening, a dozen of us took a bus to Tiberias to bike around the Kinneret. It wasn't comfy. We took the last bus, and although I was the first to arrive out of the group, I ended being the last to board the bus. There were some difficulties with transportation, and they barely made it in time. Every seat on the bus was taken, so about 8 of us sat on the floor for the 3 and a half hour busride.We arrived pretty late at night and just went to bed. In the morning everyone was noticeably less excited about the bike ride. It was beautiful weather when we started; blue skies, bright sun with a slight wind chill. There were 4 guys including myself, and 9 girls for the 40 mile ride. The three guys were out of sight of the pack very early on. I decided to just hang back and leisurely ride along with the others for the first half hour or so. I eventually decided to catch up with the boys, and right as I did I was met with 30 mile per hour winds at the bottom of the largeset hill we would face. It was the only real obstacle I faced on the ride. I finished with Ashley(fluffy) and Joe with a time of 3 hours and 40 minutes, 40 minutes faster than the fastest boy from the previous week. It was a very easy ride; I had an urge to do it the next day. That night a group of kids from section three, including two camp friends of mine, Adam Etsion and Adam Rothstein, came to do the ride on Saturday. We hung out with them for a bit, and saw them the next day when they finished. We just hung out on saturday, walked around Tiberias a bit. It's a really nice town with amazingly friendly people. One guy asked me if I was from America, I said yes. He asked if I was jewish, I said yes. He then told me he loved me hahaha.

Sunday was miserable. I played in my Hostel basketball league, and the game went terribly. We play five games, one against each team, and the top two teams get a week off in the playoffs. I was the only 2-0 team heading in to week 3. We played against Jeremy, Benny and Avi, and got destroyed. My teammates were awful. They played with zero intensity, meanwhile I was getting battered around. I got hit on a layup and hurt my hand on the pavement. My teammate threw a pass behind me and it got deflected and jammed my thumb. Jeremy kicked me in the calf. It was a bad bad game. I was furious afterwards, so I went to the gym to angrily lift. I lifted 3 sets, and on my fourth I was interrupted my a 40 pound bar crashing into my leg. A friend of mine was removing weights from a bar, and he only took them off one side. The instant he did, the bar flipped over, and the side that had it's weights removed smacked me in my left leg. It damaged my quadricep muscle, but if it had hit my knee, I can't even fathom how bad it would have been. My leg muscle started cramping and I couldn't walk for two days. My legs ok now, but I haven't been able to workout and I wasn't allowed to play in the football game this week, which was killer. Our game ended in a tie, but it was to a terrible team. We should have murded them. WE looked very good in Defense which was very comforting. Next week is the last week in the regular season. We play a very good team, and if we beat them we get the #2 seed in the playoffs and get a bye in the first round.
In thirty minutes I'm taking a bus with some friends to Tel-Aviv. It's my friend Bianca's birthday, so we're all going to hang out tonight and roam around. Late at night, Benny, Fluffy and I are taking a cab to Holon to stay with Benny's old scout roommate Ithai. At 6:30 in the morning we're taking a bus to Northern Israel where we're hiking up Mount Hermon. It's supposedly one of the most gorgeous places in Israel, so I'll make sure to take pics.
Gotta run, my time is up
PEACE
Jakey g