He turned in the darkness to find himself face-to-face with a muscular young man with a Mediterranean complexion
Baruch was exhausted when he arrived at the Gare du Nord in Paris — the busiest railway station in Europe, handling over 700,000 passengers daily — after his almost-five-hour train ride from Marseille.
As Baruch exited into the mass of faceless commuters, he saw the station clock read 9:15 p.m.
He had not eaten all day, nor had he slept the night before. It was Sunday evening, June 15, and Baruch had no idea where he would be spending the night.
He had been visiting relatives in Marseille for a few days and had booked a flight back to Israel for Friday, June 13, planning to return home to Yerushalayim for parshas B’haalosecha. The El Al flight would land before 3 p.m., leaving him ample time to make it home from Ben-Gurion Airport.
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