In case you didn’t read my first article, I’m going on A Wider Bridge’s 2014 Israel Trip. Before that, I’m spending a few days in Boston with my brother. These next two weeks should be a time of celebration and of discovery. I am really excited for it all.
Unfortunately, first, I have to get there.
Starting a journey is much easier said than done. Sure, once you get going, you can enjoy the ride. But the packing for said journey is a pain in my tuchus. There’s loads to plan for—the weather, misplacing important items, how much money you’ll spend—but not a whole lot you can do about any of it. Maybe that’s why I hate packing so much…and why I am, consequently, sitting on the couch doing nothing while I should be running around like a chicken with its head cut off.
Don’t get me wrong, I am definitely not looking a gift horse in the mouth. I am very much looking forward to rediscovering my Jewish and LGBT identities. I guess I just don’t like the feeling of not knowing what to expect. Sure, we have an itinerary, but we can’t plan the weather. I can’t plan my interactions with people in Israel. And I certainly can’t plan my way into marrying an Israeli woman (or can I? Hmmm…). That’s what I don’t like about packing, I think. The uncertainty. And the laundry.
Even so, as I sift through mounds of newly washes shirts, pants, and even dresses in an attempt to find every queer item of clothing that I own, I can’t help but feel excited for the journey that lies ahead. No matter how I look at it, this is sure to be one hell of a ride.