When Amnon says “we are going to a concert and I’m very excited”, you naturally get a little worried. When he says “I love the group”, you get a little more worried. That’s what I was, very worried going into the concert. It was a late concert, starting at 10 PM after we had woken up early for a disappointing cavs game. I was running on 4 hours of sleep ending what Tal and Amnon called the most busy day we would have here. We walked to the concert from the train station along a road and entered a alley to a restaurant entrance. At the entrance they checked our bags, lots of security for a concert, and I lied about having food because I didn’t want to give up my dried apricots. When we got inside we were seated at three tables at the front of the stage, right near an empty space for dancing- that pleased Amnon. The concert didn’t start for 2 hours so lots of bonding time, and time to complain of course. When it finally did start we were really excited, so was the piano player. He was jumping up and down and having the time of his life. That was really fun to watch. The music had a really cool, Yemenite beat and sound to it. That was about all I understood from the concert. Going to American concerts, the words are hard enough to understand, try to imagine going to a concert with the same vibe and sound however not in a language you speak. See, for me, I can kind of fake understand Hebrew, like if someone is speaking around me I’ll use context clues to figure out what they’re saying and possibly get the jist of it. However when its singing and screaming and you can barely hear the words over the instruments, you don’t really pick anything up at all. So throughout the concert I mostly payed attention to the energy and my surroundings not the music. Israeli concerts are fun. Everyone was singing along and dancing. It was obvious when the groups was playing its hit songs as everyone started singing along and the room got way louder. At about the third song a few of the members of our group stood up and started dancing, from that time there was dancing until the end of the concert. There was only one song that the normal guests danced to, I think they were inspired by us. Watching Amnon dance to a song he loves was quite an experience and one that I wish everyone could get a chance to see. Throughout the whole concert I was asking myself why we were there; I knew it was one of Amnon’s favorite groups, I knew it was a good opportunity to see culture, but what I didn’t think ahead of time was that it was a chance to experience a classic teen adventure just in a controlled environment. Sure it wasn’t music we would normally listen to, sure we were the youngest there by 20 years, and yes it wasn’t something we’d normally do on our own, but it was quite the experience. When the concert finally ended, I only say finally because I was half asleep the whole concert, we returned to the hotel- Amnon still priding himself on his dancing abilities.