‘Shalom, ma shlomech?” I repeated to myself as my instructor reiterated the phrase in my ear. I was walking down Third Avenue in Manhattan listening to Hebrew audiotapes in February 2012.It had been one month since I participated on Taglit-Birthright and I was preparing to head back to the country that so confounded me.I’ve always lived my life as a bit of a nomad. Regular readers of these pages wouldn’t be surprised to hear that I always aspired to be a world traveler, with two study-abroad programs in university, a few months’ stint in China, then Ireland, before settling in New York for two years. My time in the Middle East has been my longest so far – four years – and while there’s no shortage of adventure here, my feet have gotten the best of me and I’m readying myself to move on. This is my last issue as editor of the weekend Magazine – a post I am so fortunate to have occupied for two and half years.