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We are back to Civilization! Drunk tourists, expensive beer, dumb American women and overpriced food, what more could a man want! You might have guessed it, we arrived in Israels party metropolis Tel Aviv! After three weeks of soberness and abstinence, we got completely wasted, I went skinny dipping in the Mediterranean (I have never seen so much horror on an American face before, they must be very small there...), lost my glasses in the water (so I'm blind now) and just retrieved my wallet from a police station 20 kilometers from Tel Aviv. Fabian got kicked out of a club because he puked on the dance floor, he fell asleep on his way home and Henning didn't even make it that far but passed out on the roof of our hostel. We might have slightly underestimated the impact of three weeks without alcohol on our constitution...
A few days of standard tourist life however are a good break from our marathon through the ancient sites of the middle east. Therefore we skipped sightseeing here (as well as taking pictures, the two you see here are taken from our hostels rooftop where we sleep). Two days of it are enough, though. Today we will leave this Babylon and head for northern Israel, I will try to visit a Kibbutz and the girls will probably head up to Haifa. Only three days to go so we have to make the most of them!