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| T'philin in the sunrise at Mitzpe Ramon |
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| Lizzie breathing in a new day |
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| We all worship in one way or another. |
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| New friends |
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| Dancing was a common pastime to break up the cycling. Should we call it breakdancing? |
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| To motivate cyclists up the many hills, there was often dancing, playing drums or tambourines, or whatever it took to draw smiles from the exhausted, but happy riders. |
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| Shimri and Lindsey having fun on the job |
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| This is my old friend Kfir who just happened to be crewing his 13th AIES ride this year. The very first ride was during our school year 2002/03; we both had the honor of participating in it at that time as well. What a reunion! |
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| Every so often cyclists would ask to photograph me :-) Thank goodness for that. |
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| The flying Matan and wonderfully stable Zobaida literlly hanging out at lunch-time |
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| Cool-down at the kibbutz |
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| Ibex crossing |
