Somebody asked me the other day what the highlight of my trip to the Middle East was. I've had about a week to think about it and to be honest, in an adventure where every day was a highlight it is a hard call. I had a ten-hour stay over in London on the way to the Tel Aviv and got to see Big Ben, the Tower of London, 10 Downing Street and Buckingham Palace. Had a great meal in a first class restaurant there but… that wasn't it. We landed in Tel Aviv and we were driven to Jerusalem. There we woke up every morning to the skyline of one of the most important cities for three major religions, dominated by the Golden Mosque and the Wailing Wall. We saw Gesthemene where Judas betrayed Jesus, the path he walked to be crucified, Calvary where he was executed and the Church that is built on the ground where he was buried but… that wasn't it. We were then driven to Masada where 1000 Jews held out defying the Roman Empire. We floated on the salty waters of the Dead Sea. In Jordan we saw Petra the Temples carved into the Sandstone Mountains filmed in the movie Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade. They were awesome but… nope that wasn’t it. We went to Egypt and saw the Sphinx and the Pyramids and cruised the Nile witnessing some of the oldest works of art and architecture that still survive today. It was awesome but… that wasn’t it. I'd have to say the highlight of my trip was my sister. She can make me laugh like nobody else on the planet. We had a great time reconnecting and peed our pants for three weeks at inside jokes, some new, many from the twenty plus years we shared our parents home. That was the highlight of my trip and I will remember that for the rest of my life.