The Rainy Drive to Tel Aviv
Yad Vashem was, as expected, a pretty emotional place. Like the Holocaust Museum in Washington DC, the architecture and layout is very effective. They close early on Fridays, so we were kicked out before we got to see the whole thing, but what we saw was worth the visit.
By the time we hit the road for Tel Aviv, it was pouring down rain. I slept most of the way.
Woke up just in time to take an abbreviated tour of Jaffa, a historic port just south of the city. From Jaffa, I caught my first glimpse of the Mediterranean Sea, with huge rain clouds hovering over it.
Elior, Garry and Sarah’s daughter who lives in Tel Aviv, was kind enough to reserve for me a hotel room in the city center, just a couple of blocks from the beach. I just got dropped off, and now I’m on my own for the weekend. My room at the Sun City Hotel is tiny and motel-like, but it’s just fine for a quick weekend visit.
Elior has kindly offered to pick me up, get me dinner, and take me out with some of her friends tonight. Tel Aviv has a reputation of being a party town, so I’m pretty excited. 🙂
With this rainy weather, I’m not sure how much beach time I’ll actually get. It will be a shame if I don’t get to rock my sweet new gray shorts. If I manage to get out of bed tomorrow, I’ll do a little exploring in and around Tel Aviv on my own.
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