huh?

This morning's bus ride. A little bit on the surreal side -- after about the third stop, I looked out the window to see a man riding a donkey down the sidewalk. You know you just don't see things like that in America.

Then as we were driving down the Hevron Road, Jolene by Dolly Parton came on the radio. The radio stations never play country music over here, let alone a classic by Dolly. All I could think was, "Where in the heck am I???"

As we traveled on, I thought, "I hope I don't see Will at Aroma (fave coffee shop) this morning, because then I will have to walk up the hill with him and he's about 6'6" and I just can't keep up with him, especially when my knee is hurting." I walked into the shop -- whew! No Will. I ordered my coffee, turned around and... "Hi Will... How's it going?" Sigh. Not that he's not a great guy, it's just that HaHavatzelet Street is a monster hill.

And then when we got to devotions, Marnus asked if anyone had a song on their heart? American Pie by Don Mclean. That's all I could come up with. Definitely NOT a worshipful song. "Melissa, do you have a song?" "Who, me? NOOOOO."

I had settled at my desk for the day and had just hit the "send" button on an email to my brother when I turned around and saw that we had a little tour group come in from Holland. As my boss described all the wonderful work we do, I noticed several of them kept looking past me to my computer. I turned back around and there by my email "sent" notice was a really big advertisement with a chick in the teeniest bikini imaginable. Of course. Well at least they were from Holland and if they've ever been to Amsterdam, they've seen a lot worse.

Some days are just like that; a bit of a surreality check I suppose.