A Texas rancher was visiting a farmer in Israel. The proud Israeli showed him around. “Here is where I grow tomatoes, cucumbers, and squash. Over there I built a play set for my kids, next to the doghouse,” the farmer said.
The land was tiny, and the Texan was surprised by its small size. “Is this all your land?” he asked.
“Yes,” the Israeli said proudly. “This is all mine!”
“You mean this is it? This is all of it?” the Texan said incredulously.
“Yes, yes, this is really all mine!”
“Well, son,” said the Texan, “back home I’d get in my car before the sun’d come up and I’d drive and drive and drive, and when the sun set, why, I’d only be halfway across my land!”
“Oh, yes,” replied the Israeli farmer wistfully, “I used to have a car like that.”