Balmy Israel, oh how I miss thee.
When I finally arrived in Tel Aviv, it was a balmy 12 degrees. At 7:30 in the morning. I walked out the terminal, took off my jacket and haven't put it back on since. It's been sunny and warm and I've passed the time strolling about in the sun and sipping coffee on outdoor patios.
Sadly, it had to come to end and I'm back at the airport, killing time before a flight to Prague. I'll be there for week, attending a conference as an 'internet specialist' where I'm going to be running a workshop on the blog-o-sphere. Just have a glance back to the dates of my last 10 posts and you'll see how much of a joke this is.
After the conference, I have a month of unscripted Euro-adventure. Other than a need to hit London at some point in those 30 days, I'm pretty open for anything. So, if anyone out there has a Euro-destination that is not to be missed, let me know. Also, if anyone is in possession of a Euro-couch I can crash upon, please do leave your particulars in the comment section below.
breakfast with miss Jelly Pong in balmy Israel.
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ryan mate I don't have a couch you can crash on, I have a huge double bed with three pillows, two quilts, a curious george stuffed monkey and a blanket my grandmother kitted me that you can spoon on...I am not taking no for an answer, get your arse to Glasgow, email me too let know when I'm expecting you : keenan.liam@gmail.com
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