Despite a late night, we had to wake up early and get going. Everyone was severely hungover and I was quite sick in the morning.
Our first stops were Neve Tzedek and Rabin Square, a huge waste of time. We were then given only forty-five minutes in Shuk Hacarmel to eat, explore, and shop. Not nearly enough time. On our way to Independence Hall, we walked through Nachalat Binyamin Arts and Crafts Market, but didn't have time to shop. We were all pissed. The Independence Hall experience was boring as hell. From there we drove three hours to Galilee and checked into our Kibbutz. Despite smelling like cow shit, the place was really nice - dinner was great, the rooms were nice, and there was wifi.
The last thing we did before passing out was a super campy sing-a-long with 'The Shuk.'