but this time, not through books. I've spent the last few days in sunny Tel Aviv, walked for hours, saw the house I lived in for 10 years, as well as the kindergarten and school my kids attended. Had a wonderful afternoon in the redeveloped port, now a place to meet with friends while gazing out at the Mediteranean. Spent a day in Jerusalem - had forgotten how beautiful that city can be with its manginificent views.
Israel's a foody country and the food is fabulous - the quality of the fruit and vegetables is fantastic and the cheeses to die for. Even the simple 5% cheese with its melt-in-the-mouth texture makes you salivate.
Being here, back in the country I lived in for 17 years, seeing the people who were so much a part of my life, evokes so many mixed emotions - nostalgia maybe chief among them. As the saying goes, the more things change, the more they stay the same.
Today, kids all over the country will go to school in fancy dress to celebrate Purim which is on Sunday. Though it's only 7.30 in the morning, I've already seen some little relatives in costume - a 2-year-old nephew is a lion, and a 6-year-old niece is Minnie Mouse.