I got involved in Dragon Boat Israel (here on in to be referred to as DBI) about a year and a half ago, when I group of women I greatly admire and respect came to me and asked if I would help them with content for a web site for their latest venture. They wanted to have a dragon boat festival in Israel.
I laughed. Where, I asked them, are you going to put dragon boats in Israel? The Sea of Galilee, they told me. I thought they were nuts.Nuts. But I really like these women and I figured that if anyone could get such a venture off the ground, it would be them, so I agreed.
My task of writing web content led to being web master (mistress?) for the finished site, plus writing a few other things. And then it moved onto working out and editing the registration system. And then the newsletters. Before I knew it, I was thoroughly entangled and engaged in this project.
Now we are leading up to the final stretch before the Festival. A million details need to be worked out; I’m glad that’s not my job. I just report.
I was just in Israel for my son’s bar mitzvah. We made a family trip of it. Some of the members of the executive were just there as well, for a mini-regatta to see what bugs need to be ironed out in the process. In the next month and a half leading up to the Festival, I’m going to start blogging, and then I will blog throughout the Festival itself, which I am hoping will give those family and friends who were left at home a good feel for what is happening as it happens.
In the meantime, until we get there, I’ll talk a little about Israel and what it is like to travel there, and the latest news for the upcoming Festival. I will also be keeping the website current, but this is a place where I’ll make things a little more personal.
I’m going to start with one of my favourite photos from Israel. This boy is hanging out on a beach in Tiberius. I know, boy on beach: big deal. But this beach is on Lake Kinneret, otherwise known as the Sea of Galilee (it’s very Middle East of them, to name this small, by Canadian standards, body of water a “sea.”) At least half the rocks on this beach are actually bits of pottery, thousands of years old, worn smooth by time and washed down from the ruins across the road. In Israel, history is everywhere.