30.3.08
Good things happen when you clean
I was cleaning my house and found a postcard. It was from a place I was at in 1997, and addressed to a girl I met the year before in Israel. There was even a stamp, but I hadn't sent it.I remember one day we were 16 or 17 and hanging around in Tel Aviv. We went into a bar in the middle of the afternoon to get a drink, just because it was one of those idiotic things you couldn't do in the states. I said it would be my treat and we were involved in our conversation and I forgot to pay. As we walked out, the bar guy went out after us to remind us that we owed him some money. I was so embarrassed, but she said, "hey, don't worry, you're not Israeli so it's okay."
This girl was great. We met before email; we wrote letters. When I was there six years ago, I found her phone number and called her up. She took me and my sister to someone's funky apartment in a underground-hip neighbourhood in Tel Aviv. We went out and danced and talked and had fun.
I found the postcard and I looked her up on a very popular social network. Today she wrote me an email. She's travelling at the moment. I want to drop everything and go meet her.
posted by a girl @ 06:16
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