Watching Israel wake up is lovely whether or not you get a sunrise. Old men in speedos going for their frigid morning dip in the sea. Sand that has been graded so as to not be hardened sand dunes. Husbands and high hopes for the coming days.
Note puffy faces. Remember it is in the five o'clock hour and we've been traveling for two days.
|Freshly tilled sand every morning|
|I spared you the old man in a speedo.|
|Our illustrious hotel, the Metropolitan. With our bus in the foreground.|
|Typical Tel Aviv. Unfinished buildings, wall art, scary traffic....or what will be in a couple hours.|