A safe arrival after an uneventful flight. Awakened several times during the night by an impassioned Lubavitcher lad who insisted on my putting on his tefilin. Even the blue El Al blanket over my head didn't send the right message. Ah, well.
Just in Tel Aviv, getting ourselves situated, short dinner, brief orientation, and then a night out. I plan on showing the group Neve Tzedek at night, a taste of which was covered by the Times this weekend.