

Tzfat, Israel
Ahh its 10 am on a Sunday morning and with a stretch and a yawn I think about getting up to start the day with some bacon and eggs… but as a bright Israeli sun breaks over the hills of Jerusalem and into my window I realise, that was all a dream… Its actually 5am, sure I am still stretching and yawning but it's a work day here on Sundays and there's no hope of those bacon and eggs in a land where pork is not Kocher..
Na, that story is not strictly speaking ...