H is also for Hell, which is what Haifa was like. It was Friday, or the day before the weekly Jewish holy day, so although our ferry wasn't scheduled to leave until 8 in the evening, the port closed at 1 p.m. Which mean that in advance of a 48 hour ferry, I had to sit on the deck of a ship in a closed port for an additional 8 hours. Staring at Haifa. In the Heat.
H is for hate.
I is for ISIC, or International Student Identification Card. It has saved me tons of money. Flash it, and you get a discount pretty much everywhere. Well, I is also for the Inventive Swindlers in Cairo, changed made me a graduate student given just 1 hour and 30 Egyptian pounds. All of the benefits, and none of the student loads.