Sun 6. Feb

Did not sleep so well. Or felt so hot either. I was cold, thirsty, shaky, excited. New goup of Sar-El volunteers always meet at the airport Sunday morning every three weeks. So I took a bus number 46 from Jerusalem street to outside CBS and then walk Levisky street to HaHagana train station. Bought a ticket and went down to the platforms. Southbound train was just about to leave and without thinking I did hop on. Oh shoot! It was wrong train! I got out in Lod Givat-Aviv. Had to wait one hour to get back to HaHagana. How can I be so stupid.

This time I was more careful and managed to get in on the right train. Finally met Sar-El co-ordinator and all the other volunteers at the airport. I was safe.

Our base is the same small medical equipment base, Matzrap, I was before, it is inside the bigger base Tel HaShomer, near Tel Aviv. All getting to know surroundings etc took so long we did not work at all. Waste of time I say.

Evening program is always some sort of education about situation or history of Israel or the army. These girls, our madrichot Noam and Tehilla, made real effort to make everything fun fun fun, woohoo! I was suffering. Quiet, shy Finnish people do not do funny games.
First the rules. Rule of S-A-D! No sex. No alcohol. No drugs. I was wondering did something happen earlier because never before they point these things so strongly. Later I heard some people got kicked out because of drinking.

Volunteers got to know each other by fast pace introducing game, like speed dating kind of thing. I almost break down when we had to talk about our families, I try not to think about my granny and really do not want to talk about families right now.

There is water shortage in Israel, but still I found water taps leaking in the shower after some volunteers. Should pay more attention to this. We learn about army uniforms, upper button has to be open, only if dead they button it up, to mark dead soldiers at the battle field, so no confusion who is dead and who is injured.