I always wanted to go on a kibbutz but have never even managed to visit Israel. One day, perhaps. I ended up spending a decade living in a warehouse community,

I always wanted to go on a kibbutz but have never even managed to visit Israel. One day, perhaps. I ended up spending a decade living in a warehouse community, wherein ours had 20+ people downstairs, 15+ people upstairs and a number of similarly-sized units as neighbours. The model is different, of course, but the insularity of community, pettiness and sociopathic/nutter-members you hint at in your post was very much in evidence. Gets tiresome and clogs development. I now live in a normal house, and am much happier for it. Good times though! - ed - minor addition