Being serenaded in Arabic by a blind man playing the oud in a Jordanian desert was not a memory I ever suspected Iād make.
Read MoreI landed at Tel Aviv's Ben Gurion International Airport on Wednesday, May 4, right around 3:40 PM local time (which is to say 8:40 AM in Michigan). As I glanced at signs and advertisements posted along the walls of the airport, it was quite clear that I wasn't in Kansas anymore.
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