Time for new adventures

Every time I tell someone that I'm going to Israel for my summer vacation, I get the inevitable response of "aren't you scared?!?"

Well no.

I've been on buses in Tel Aviv, I've walked around Jerusalem, and I've shopped in Israeli malls and I'm still ok. As well, there are plenty of bomb shelters, the Katyusha rockets usually either go overhead or don't quite get to the town where I stay, and it’s not like I’m going in search of unattended luggage and dancing a jig on them.

Moreover, it takes too much effort to severely restrict one's activities out of fear.

Some people will agree and will further tell you that life is too short to worry. I usually kick those people.

Rather, I come to much the same conclusion by extrapolating too far on the principles taught in Economics 101. For example, one can assume that individuals want to maximize their utility. Fear in and of itself places contrived constraints on an individual, preventing utility maximization, which leads to a lower level of happiness; therefore they won’t bother with being scared. By the way, did anyone else live through Kamp? If so, you don't get to ask if going to Israel is scary.

Besides, there are tons of scarier things than traveling through Israel... like spiders, heartbreak, and a world without duct tape.

So in a few hours I’m off for the next few weeks. Until then, I bid you adieu.