Our trip began at JFK International Airport at 11:30am on Sunday August 6^th. The eight guys from the group met at the airport to fly together on Israir thanks to the free airfare from Momo. Let me make it clear, Israir sucks. The planes are old and falling apart, and the seats are crammed tighter then any other plane I’ve ever been on. There was only one thing I could think of good about the Israir flight: very cute stewardesses and their uniforms are just polo shirts and jeans or skirts.