Got to tel aviv yesterday, looked at apartments. After discovering a 9 millimeter in the bookshelf we decided to pass on the first place. Finally we had the option of a cheap hotel or a 1 bedroom apartment. Neither of us could make the game-time decision so we flipped a coin. The coin chose the one bedroom. Naturally we are no residing in the cheap hotel.

Went out last night and learned that I was "too young" to get into one club. Apparently you had to be 25 or older. After I fruitlessly tried to convince them that when you are born in America, your age is 0, thus making me 25 somehow, we moved on.

Eventually we strolled over cat and dog. A spot I found out today is one of the most exclusive clubs. I don't know how we go in but I give credit to the sketchy handle of smirnoff that we polished off in a back alley.

Before we went to bed we took a dip in the ocean as the sun rose. I looked around and realized that there was an unhealthy amount of dudes in tiny bathing suits. Boom... Gay pride day and we were on the gay beach. A gentleman named David noticed we were lost and was more than happy to chat with us and point us in the right direction.

After a few hours rest went to a beach (not the gay one) and pretty much veged out for the rest of the day. As we left just a few minutes ago another mutual friend, stu, and myself decided to get henna tattoos. I got a skull on fire and he got a devil with a trident.

Who knows what is in store for tonight...