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Back on a bus after magic and fun with the busking children, we looked out the window. We passed more jungles, farms, small temples, and cows, and caught a view of the sea in the distance. I struck up a conversation with another traveler who knew Gokarna and the availability of rooms. She said that…

We had awakened after our evening with the Magician’s son, said our goodbyes, and made our way to Tel Aviv to visit and stay with our friend, Daniel Ben Tal. Daniel, a journalist, was once featured in a LIFE magazine article about the “7-day war.” Having met him through Rainbow, he was a pivotal contributor…

People were still a little upset that the first bus after Shabbat had arrived, opened and closed its doors, and left without any of the waiting passengers. Donna and I laughed between us, knowing we weren’t supposed to be on that bus. We had just been kicked out on Christmas Day in Jerusalem from the…

Even while we felt she was quite eccentric, we enjoyed staying at Edna’s. We brought her the lion’s share of our earnings from busking to contribute to our room and board. Everything was going well. Christmas Day was only a few days away as it fell after Shabbat. The young lady and her son, also…

Christmas was quickly approaching on the calendar, and we thought it would be better to visit Bethlehem before the big rush of tourists on that holy day. We woke up, prepared for the outing, and caught a local bus to the “little town of Bethlehem.” After about 20 minutes, we arrived. It was apparent when…

Eilat had been on our minds for a while. Mike’s Place had been good, and while there was a possibility to play there again, the next weeks would be too soon. The town of Eilat seemed to be where we should go and check out another potential gig. Someone had told us about a place…

It was a lovely late afternoon or early evening, a little cloudy and cool but still quite pleasant. A perfect evening for music.

The gentle strumming of the guitar and sporadic plinks of the hammer dulcimer was like a massaging of the soul. Meditative Music.

Edna was a little unusual. Her idea of gardening was unique. She had planted small plastic bags in the soil, hoping they would multiply and grow more. I composed a new guitar piece in this chaotic garden with more chaos inside.

This is the story of how Donna received her Magic Rainstick from a young man in exchange for a crystal.