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Every morning we attempted to leave the hotel parking structure Boris, the Russian gatekeeper studied Adam's parking receipt, questioned us then phoned his manager as if he had never seen us before. None of Adam’s languages were Russian, so miscommunication continued. Wednesday morning I was a little nervous; added to their misunderstanding routine, they were shouting, smiling and throwing their arms up at each other. “Hey Adam, how about we don't piss off the parking attendant, I would like to get to work today.”

I was extremely tired and still sick. Israel is ten hours ahead of west coast time and five hours behind Southeast Asia. This makes for some interesting meeting times while calling from Haifa to coordinate product development teams (Oregon, San Diego) and volume factories (China, Malaysia). Some of the meeting times hit inside my limited 11PM - 3AM, 4:30AM - 7AM Israel sleep regimen.

We learned at work, the day belonged to us because it would take analysts until 5PM to prepare a schedule review. Daytime site seeing threw me for a loop since a night shift for me was normally preceded by a full day of work.

"Where are we going, when are we going?” Adam asked. We stayed and worked for a few hours. During that time I decided on two locations south of Haifa: Jacob's Well and the hill of Megiddo. Jesus revealed himself as the Messiah at Jacob’s Well. It was here that Jesus asked a woman for water then told her that those who believe in him would never thirst and have everlasting life. The hill of Megiddo is the site believed to be the final battle between Christ and Satan: Fight night and under card TBA.

All week Adam and I had been getting along famously, eating together, laughing together, making fun of the killjoy bothers, me as the travel planner and he as the native speaking driver. Yet a famous well and the end of the world weren’t good enough for Adam. “You want to go BACK to Nazareth? Nazareth? Too much to see to backtrack my friend, where is the story in that?”

We agreed to drive to Akko then the Sea of Galilee. A dip in the lake on such a humid day sounded magnificent! I decided not to be a hypocrite by spending travel time chasing a needed item. No swimsuit, no problem.