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Tel Aviv
(32.064, 34.763)
One nice thing about the hotel was it's location on the beach right
across from Charles Clore park. I got up early and took a jog uptown
along the beach, which involved more walking than running because of
the interesting sights and the languor of my jet-lagged body.
Throughout the tour, we managed to spend a lot of time in areas that had been
developed in the 1970's, and the architecture was a bit worse for wear. The
country does seem to have developed in spurts of modernist explosion, which
causes problems as large sections of infrastructure simultaneously reach the
end of their design lifetimes and fashionability. There are also some
fundamental ergonomic issues with 1970's architecture that become painfully
evident in such a concentration - such as the forbidding street walls and
useless elevated pavilions. But it's not an unattractive place.
Following our trip to the Diaspora Museum,
we had lunch at Suzanna. After dropping mom off for her nap, I
ventured north into the Carmel Market, a fascinating and expansive
collection of open-air stalls selling pretty much everything.
Lag BaOmer
When we arrived in Tel Aviv, there were a number of small bonfires burning
around the neighborhood. Turns out it was a holiday called
Lag BaOmer,
which celebrates, "the anniversary of the passing of the great sage and
mystic Rabbi Shimon bar Yochai, author of the Zohar. It also commemorates
another event. In the weeks between Passover and Shavuot, a plague raged
amongst the disciples of the great sage Rabbi Akiva. On Lag BaOmer the dying
ceased."
The crows in Israel are hooded crows, which have ash gray bodies
with black head, throats, wings, tail and thigh feathers. Although
they behave like the all-black North American Crow, for some reason
I found them oddly captivating.
Next: The Diaspora Museum...
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