One of my campers asked me last week why I only wear sweatpants. She wasn't even at camp when I ran out of pants because I'd only packed a very specific amount to bring from Israel...So imagine her surprise when I showed up one night, wearing denim. Below is the one picture I took all day. I shall call it "Day Off" because I (a) got a pedicure and (b) was wearing jeans!
Sometimes, all you need is to get your toenails painted.Thanks to Rafi for entertaining himself for a good 40 minutes...
Below is a picture of Rafi and me messing around for a few seconds in the staff programming office. My shirt says "This is what a Jerusalem feminist looks like." About 120391 Israeli men told me that they hate my shirt. It precipitated such intense and positive conversation, that I was sorry I'd worn it on a Friday and had to change into my Shabbat clothes at lunch. Usually, I'm wearing an outfit from 7AM until 1AM, every day...
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