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My aliyah blog: arriving in Israel

In the first installment of our new blog on the realities of making aliyah, new olah Natasha spends a long time at the airport, before celebrating Israeli-style

August 15, 2018 10:49
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After many leaving parties, tears, saying goodbye to family and friends and worries about my packing I finally arrived at the airport to move to Israel and make aliyah.

After checking in my luggage and having my last Starbucks for a while (hello Aroma!) I headed for the gate, a mixture of nervous and excited. Well, mainly excited - I couldn’t wait to tell every El Al staff member I came into contact with that today was my special day.

Before deciding to move to Israel I worked for the JC, in customer services. And, in typical journalist fashion, as soon as my colleagues found out what I was doing they asked me to write about it. Coincidentally I made aliyah the week of Yom Haatzmaut and the JC ran a series of articles about the birth of Israel and what Israel means to different people both living there and in the diaspora. One of these pieces was written by me, looking at my decision to move out of my home and to a completely different country at the relatively young age of 21.

As I was on an El Al flight there were a fair few JCs floating around the plane and I laughed to myself as I saw my photo on the front page in other passengers’ hands.