Where Am I From?

Today has been a shopping day today. I am officially cut off now, no more buying clothes for me for two more years! Well, It wasn't that bad, but pretty bad. Aunty Felicia took over for awhile too when I entered a baby clothes store. Ohhhh Katelyn, be excited. As I have perused streets and shops, I have gotten confused about where I'm from. Between over a dozen Israeli shop keepers telling me they could have sworn I was Israeli after I looked confused by their questions posed in Hebrew, too many Palestinian shop keepers saying, "I don't believe you are from Canada, you are American, too Spanish tourists asking me in spanish how to find Jaffa gate, I am getting really muddled in the head. And that my friends is the beauty of Jerusalem! The whole world is here and is one big mish mash, every culture blending and melding into a beautiful chaos. I love it. I am going up to Tel Aviv to see my Finnish friend Andreas in two more days. I did my DTS with him in New Zealand 5 years ago and haven't seen him since. Since my DTS I have actually only seen my fellow DTS'ers here in Israel, except my best DTS friend Clayton, I saw him for 10 minutes at Tim Hortons near the airport, Awwww, I miss Clayton. He has a great laugh, the throw your head back and put your whole body into it laugh. Everyone should meet him sometime. Maybe if I ever get married, him and his wife will be there and then you could be there and you will have to find the skinny Saskatchewan boy with the great laugh and introduce yourself. Bueno! Shalom to all.