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I toss da gal a wink, say, “Let’s ditch dis clown.” She giggles—cute, ya?—an’ we bolt. Pimp’s screamin’, “I’ll find ya!” an’ I’m laughin’, “Good luck, ya schmuck!” We duck into some dive bar, an’ she’s like, “Yer funny, baldy.” I’m HAPPY again, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru’s still got it!” She tells me her name’s Katya, an’ I’m like, “Dat’s fate, eh?” ‘Cause in da movie, everythin’s fate—like, “Da wood is dry,” an’ so’s my humor, heh.

Life in the Negev Desert: Your guide to Mitzpe Ramon

Anyway, I’m walking past the Mitzpe Ramon Visitor Center, and I see this sign about the local geology. I’m like, “Wow, rocks!” But then I think, “Wait, I’m a linguist, not a geologist!” So I just chuckle to myself. But then, outta nowhere, I trip over a rock. A freakin’ rock! I’m like, “Really? This is how I go down?”

Jazz is fine and dandy in Israel's Mitzpe Ramon