{"id":1712,"date":"2013-03-25T19:48:00","date_gmt":"2013-03-25T23:48:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/emu.edu\/now\/crosscultural\/?p=1712"},"modified":"2013-04-03T13:49:49","modified_gmt":"2013-04-03T17:49:49","slug":"free-travel-reports-from-the-middle-east","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/emu.edu\/now\/intercultural\/2013\/03\/25\/free-travel-reports-from-the-middle-east\/","title":{"rendered":"Free travel reports from the Middle East"},"content":{"rendered":"
Wednesday morning\u00a0(March 6) Jake, Hilary, Lydia, and I walked to the Jerusalem central bus station and each purchased a ticket for bus #444 direct to Eilat. We departed promptly at 10 a.m., and with the help of our daredevil bus driver, we were looking out at the Red Sea at 2 o’clock that afternoon, an hour earlier than projected. I had pulled up a walking route on google maps on the bus, using the complimentary wifi provided on the Egged public transport bus. Unfortunately, the map disappeared the minute we walked off the bus and away from the wifi, so we walked out of the bus station without a map. Luckily Jake, who had been planning on finding his own transportation to Eilat, was with us and had his own hand drawn map of the route from the bus station. We followed it as best as we could until we felt sufficiently lost and hailed a cab. We landed at a gated corner house that matched the address we found on the website. Success! But when we rang the bell, no one answered. We realized that our hosts were probably not expecting us for another hour, so we camped out on the steps in front of the gate and read for an hour, maybe an hour and a half. At 4:00 we decided we should try something else. Jake and I found a neighbor and asked to use his cell phone to call our host, but as we were dialing, the neighbor-man told us that the number we had was not an Israeli number. In fact it was not a cell phone number at all. \u201cWho are you trying to call?\u201d he asked. \u00a0\u201cViolette? Yes, she lives here, but she is at work, and her husband works at the U.N. She will be home later tonight.\u201d Three phone calls and several trips to a nearby falafel stand later we were in our apartment. We spent the next week sleeping in, reading, lounging on the beach, snorkeling at Coral Beach, and visiting a tourist trap called the Ice Mall where we saw some amateur figure skating. All in all a good week, but we were happy to arrive at Ecce Homo on Sunday night, where we knew our meals would no longer consist of hot dogs, tomato paste, and canned peas.<\/p>\n – Becca Longenecker<\/p>\n Our group made the crazy decision to travel 20 hours each way to visit 91¶ÌÊÓÆµ grad Michael Swartzendruber in Egypt for independent travel. Amanda, Daniel, Bodner, Andrew, Laura, Lauren, Brandon, Heather, and I set off from the bus station in Jerusalem around 7 p.m. Saturday evening (March 2),\u00a0crossed the border around 2 a.m., and made it (after a long, long, bus ride) to Cario around 3 p.m. on Sunday. We visited<\/p>\n
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