Judean Dawn

People spend tens of thousands of bucks on vacation, and come home unhappy.

My vacations are the lowest budget you can imagine, and they're usually 24-hour recharges of body and soul, for my schedule doesn't allow for much more. But, they're better than any exotic vacation that money can buy.

Imagine this: You're sleeping in a little one-room cabin on top of a mountain in the Judean Hills. Despite the Israeli summers, nights are a delightful chill with angelic cool breezes from the northwest. You wake up at the crack of dawn, and walk down a path to a mountain-spring natural mikva and immerse in the purifying and chilling waters the same way that King David did. You walk back up the mountain to the tunes of hummingbirds and turtle doves, and the air smells like fresh hyssop. You pray with the rising sun, while the orange and crimson hues change colors in a magnificent morning light show that praises Hashem's glorious Name. After praying, you pick some fresh sage - still covered by the tiny silver dew drops of morn - and make yourself an exquisite herbal tea while you learn your daily page of Gemara. Sound like a dream? This was my morning yesterday. No trillionaire can much an Eretz-Yisrael emuna lifestyle. Want a piece of the action? We're waiting for you with open arms...