Day 7: My roommates and I are having way too much fun. We just had a laughing attack after seeing them tackle each other to answer the door. Why you may ask? We're really high off Jerusalem.

We made our way towards the Western Wall, walking past cats, orthodox, the Holy Bagel, and a huge menorah where our counselors told us a story of 2 bros owning a farm. We had to take 5 mins to be touristy and take edgy instagram pictures of us looking at the Kotel which will probably end up being our profile pictures. Yea, we're that fricken cool. As we approached the Kotel, our counselors gave us rosemary so we could smell it and remember that we were here next time we do. After God and I had our little chat at the wall, I put my note towards the bottom knowing it'd have less of a chance of falling out. As I started to walk backwards so my back wouldn't face the wall until I was out, an orthodox woman asked us if we knew the prayers. Before we knew it she was guiding us in prayer as we were staring at the wall. We were repeating them after her, word for hebrew word. I didn't know which one it was, but it had the Sh'ma in it. It was emotional for us.

After seeing the holiest of sights, made our way out to get so PiZzZzzZzA! yum yum nom nom. LATER! We attended the finest of concerts put on by the Hebrew Union College in honor of Debbie Friedman. There were lovely songs sung by FCITM (future cantors in the making) and a hard rockin' song session at the end that are bound to be stuck in my head all night. Tomorrow we travel on our first tiyul (trip) to some caves or something. And they're still making us go to classes, what weirdos.