I think it’s worth going to seminary just for the experience of living there . . .
A year of seminary can hardly be called “living in Israel.”
The point of seminary is to eat ice cream and daven at the kosel and eat ice cream.
I happened to be heading to a business meeting in Yerushalayim between Yom Kippur and Sukkot. I was on the train, and I overheard a group of sem girls talking. One of them said, “Yeah, I don’t have school until after Succos. I guess I’ll just go to Ben Yehuda everyday, eat ice cream, and get fat.” I had to turn my head towards the window to keep from laughing out loud.