It's been a while since I got home from Swing Castle Camp, and I'm still mildly disappointed when meal time comes around and there's no elaborate buffet awaiting me. I also tried to get people to start addressing me as "her majesty" when I got back, thinking that might help me ease back in to real life. It didn't take hold as I would have liked.
As you can probably tell, I was thoroughly spoiled at the castle. I'd love to tell you all about it, although I'm a bit late with this post. It's too good of a story to pass up on.
I wrote excitedly about the camp before going, but it managed to exceed my already high expectations. Aside from the regular reasons I was looking forward to this trip was, honestly, a chance to get away from what was happening in Israel. All summer long, we were surrounded by horrible news, violence and sirens. By the end of August things had mostly calmed down, but the aftermath was still felt everywhere. I was fortunate enough to have the possibility to take a break and leave the country for a bit. Click to continue reading –>