It's weird to think about how one chapter of Shnat is already coming to an end. In just a few days, I'll be leaving Lotan and about half our our Shnat group for Karmiel. We've taken our last tiyul, had our last Ulpan class, finished our last practical work, and Celebrated our last Morning. We have no more classes about ecology, compost toilets, the history of the Bustan neighborhood, Judaism, spiritualism, Zionism. There'll be no more late night meetings in the White House about Hadracha and we will all go through either a tea or hot chocolate withdrawal. We won't be fighting over the couch in the Moadome or the comfy spots in the Green Room. We'll get to stop complaining about the spotty internet connection here in the Bustan and we'll finally get to eat something other than eggs for breakfast. I think it's safe to say that we're all going to miss Kibbutz Lotan (those of us who are leaving, at least).
For our last tiyul, we saw ancient and archeological hot spots in the Arava, and me and a few others raced down a gigantic Sahara sand dune. We played football and Sardines and truth or dare and hung out with the Shalatnikim (they have chocolate and cheese, two delicacies we haven't seen in a while). Today we finished our mini-golf course, which is why I'm sitting here covered in mud and paint. We're about to have our last ever class here and tonight we'll make our last meal in the Bustan. It's actually really sad to be leaving the kibbutz, I know I'm going to miss it. However, I am excited for Karmiel and the experiences to be had there.
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