I got to Tel Aviv and I just crashed. I think I slept for two days straight. Tel Aviv was beautiful, and my hotel over looked the beach. The beach sand was like baby powder and the water the most beaitiful aqua gradient. It was the perfect place to slow down for a while, to get back to grocery shopping and eating cheap, to catch up on tv and emails. There was real American tv. I was in heaven.
That's not to say that I didn't see any sites. Unfortunately the Museum on the Diaspora was undergoing renovations. The Ha-Carmel market was fun to walk through, but if you have seen one market you have seen them all. The pomegranates were fresh and plentiful. I also got to Rabin Square to see the memorials there, and wandered through downtown. It was really hot and humid so it was easier to stick to the beach.
One day I got down to Jaffa, the old part of the city. It is one of the oldest ports in the world. I took a free walking tour that had a lot of people but good information about the history, from Biblical references to Greek myths to Ottoman and even Napoleonic times. It was amazing to see the huge expanse of influences. There were even Egyptian ruins.
Overall Tel Aviv was a perfect break. I probably could have done more, but the rest was well needed.
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