Sitting in the airport, gazing off and chatting as we wait for the boy who lost his passport, a realization happened. Suddenly, a smile emerged onto our faces: we were here in Israel! After meeting the Israelis and our tour guide, we headed out into the burning heat, buzzing with excitment. Our first day was spent getting to know each other, and getting just a small taste of our Homeland. We headed to Ceasaria where we said the Shehechiyanu, and then we made our way to our Kibutz, Kibutz Chukuk.