From now until the 19th, we have to pay to have WiFi in the hotel.
A handful of us have now recognized what an intense addiction we have for Internet. One girl is down the street at McDonald’s, because they have free WiFi. McDonalds, by the way, is very close to the American Embassy. Appropriate.
I paid for an hour of Internet, which equals out to almost 10 USD. In my defense (that’s what addicts say when trying to justify putting needles in their arms, right?) I had to post in the group blog and I had to look up a couple of things for my project.
Now I only have 28 minutes of Internet left. I don’t know what to do with myself. I’m done with the important stuff. I checked out my favorite blogs already. OH GOD, I ONLY HAVE 27 MINUTES OF INTERNET LEFT.
We’ve arrived in Tel Aviv, PS. I have no new injuries but I over did it on the walking on my blisters and they do not look happy. It’s purple on one spot right now. I’m crossing my fingers that’s just pressure from the day and not infection. Ugh.
