The 1st Foray with la Soldiers
Greetings, Hobo Heroes. A quick introduction – I am Marina, also known as The Mariner. I have spent a number of days at the Hobo HQ, but this is the tale of my first experience being abroad with the Hobohookah.
The first stop on my adventure was in Tiberias, one of the Four Holy Cities in Israel. With a phenomenal view overlooking the Sea of Galilee and a group of close friends gathered on a rooftop, I knew that the opening day deserved a righteous celebration. So I chose to make the first move.
A quick trip to the nearest grocery store resulted in a pack of coals, some Kosher Chinese takeout, an assortment of beers, and a large bottle of Bacardi rum that required speedy consumption. Several shots later, the mood was right, the bottle was vanquished, and we were all set to go.
Locked, stocked, packed, and lit, the HoboHookah became the centerpiece for a small, but boisterous party. Not long after we had begun, a group of off-duty Israeli soldiers came toward our little jamboree. My first reaction was on the defensive – I assumed we were in trouble.
I cautiously smiled, they paused. They asked to join, my smile grew. I quickly realized that these people were just like us – all they wanted was a good time and delicious puff of hookah. Using the HoboHookah as a conversation starter, we got to know each other throughout the night, with the discussion venturing deeper into culture, politics, and dreams. The party lasted well past the break of dawn and served as the perfect opening line to an amazing adventure.
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