This post is part of a series, more will follow. It concerns an overview of my visit to Israel and plans to visit family and friends. While I succeeded in my endeavor, my stay was extended due to the war with Iran. Five posts in total will offer you a glimpse of my short time in Israel, as I will describe places, people, and the reality of war through my eyes.

The time had finally come to visit the Holy Land again. While many Israelis grumble about El Al, I actually like it. There is something very appealing about seeing a plane sporting Hebrew and a blue Magen David.

My journey started early in the morning, Sunday February 22nd, to be precise. Arriving at Schiphol Airport, my parents and younger brother accompanied me to wave me off.

Uncertainty about Iran hung in the air, but the Middle East is always unpredictable. As negotiations were ongoing, there was no warning to refrain from traveling to Israel; and I was looking forward to my visit.

Israel’s fragility becomes clear immediately. While the Royal Dutch Marechaussee patrols the gate – heavily armed – it confronts you with the uncomfortable reality that El Al and its travelers require protection.

As I complete the security check and say goodbye to my family, I continue marching towards the gate.

The flight is packed and I recognize my fellow Israelis instantly.........

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