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This is a continuation of Ari's journies to Israel.  The story was paused at "What a Trip Israel is (1)" by Faramarz
 at //iranian.com/main/blog/faramarz/what-trip-israel-1

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Well, until my flight came about the next day, I decided to explore the hotel bar.  There, I met Dina whom I had been introduced to at the El Al counter as another free-rider.  Dina was a beautiful, hot-bodied and humorous girl in her late 20's - early 30’s, a delightful irresistible combination.  I certainly felt electrified, affectionate as well as more volumous as I stood next to her.  I found that she had also decided to leave Israel since she ran out of money in her all-expenses paid journey on the second day.  I was delighted when Dina accepted my invitation to spend the evening exploring the town together.  You know - we could not afford any more free stuff.

Our first stop was a BYOB restaurant close to the hotel.  I bought a bottle of red Bureau wine and paid more than twice as much for the bottle because of a little seal in the bottom of the bottle (mandatory in that winery).  Anyways - We asked for a table, sat down, the maitre d' took my bottle and kept on looking at the fine print on the bottle.  I asked him “hey, what is wrong?”  The maitre d' said, well, this is a kosher restaurant and we need to see a seal of a rabbi on anything that enters this establishment.  I thought to myself: OK, good thing that I bought the bottle from a kosher winery, but I do not think that I am Kosher.  Should I tell him that, I thought?  Well, we ate a good meal, so I guess I did not find out whether it was OK for me to be there.

We both felt a bid tipsy and a hand-in-hand walk and more fondling in the heat of the night got us both juicier than Sundis drinks.  We went back to my room, and needless to say, things got hotter than a half-fucked fox in a forest fire.  When I got undressed, she sighed – oooooh.  I proudly took a deep breath and moved towards her.  Dina said: not tonight honey! You are not circumcised.  I said, wait Dina, you are a progressive young woman of the modern ages.  Why insist on circumcision?  While putting back her undies, slightly embarrased about her beliefs, her humor came to her rescue and she said: well, as a matter of principal, I do not buy anything unless it is at least 10-15% off. . 

I thought – for Dina, I will do whatever it takes……

I told Dina to stay put and after calling the winery and the restaurant, I found a Mohel rabbi who used his Izmel on off-hours.  I paid good money for the taxi across town and my last dollars went to the rabbi who made me say lots oh words with KHs before a painful procedure that evaporated the last drops of my ethyl alcohol content.  While back to my room, the sight of half naked Dina on the bed gave me the feeling of nirvana in my head as well as a sharp pain in my manhood as I remembered the last words of the rabbi: Do not get excited for 6 weeks!!!