Tuesday at the old train station in Neve Tzedek, Tel Aviv
Pesach week is vacation time here in the schools and in many offices. So, people take the opportunity to go on outings as a family. The roads in most parts of the country, especially around tourist sites, are jammed. Everywhere parking lots are full. Would you believe that gas here costs $7.90 cents a gallon!
We joined in the spirit and went by car to Tel Aviv, to the old railway railway station at Neve Tzedek which had been turned into a square with shops and vendors, to meet a long time friend of Pat's, Ruti, and her seven year old son. Pat had purchased a GPS for Israel. This certainly helped us enroute.
As expected, the place was crowded, families with children, tourists from the nearby hotels, young and old, out and about, enjoying the sunshine and spring warmth. There was a puppet show for children, there were places to eat, there were shops and displays by local artists. there seemed to be something for everyone. Pat took some pictures and we spent time with Ruti catching up on our lives. We had not seen each other for almost three years.
Then the time came to make our way back to Haifa. Along with many others, we made our way, bumper to bumper along Tel Aviv"s hotel row, which somehow reminded me of Miami Beach. There were hotels of all sizes, huge towering structures with well known names next to small two or three story buildings which had been made into small hotels. When we crossed the Yarkon River we seemed to leave old Tel Aviv behind and were greeted by towering, modern, apartment complexes.
The traffic jam continued for miles (kilometers). Finally the traffic thinned out as we approached Haifa. We both agreed that we needed today (Wednesday) just to be at home and take it easy. We look forward to celebrating the last days of Pesach with friends here.
Frank
We joined in the spirit and went by car to Tel Aviv, to the old railway railway station at Neve Tzedek which had been turned into a square with shops and vendors, to meet a long time friend of Pat's, Ruti, and her seven year old son. Pat had purchased a GPS for Israel. This certainly helped us enroute.
As expected, the place was crowded, families with children, tourists from the nearby hotels, young and old, out and about, enjoying the sunshine and spring warmth. There was a puppet show for children, there were places to eat, there were shops and displays by local artists. there seemed to be something for everyone. Pat took some pictures and we spent time with Ruti catching up on our lives. We had not seen each other for almost three years.
Then the time came to make our way back to Haifa. Along with many others, we made our way, bumper to bumper along Tel Aviv"s hotel row, which somehow reminded me of Miami Beach. There were hotels of all sizes, huge towering structures with well known names next to small two or three story buildings which had been made into small hotels. When we crossed the Yarkon River we seemed to leave old Tel Aviv behind and were greeted by towering, modern, apartment complexes.
The traffic jam continued for miles (kilometers). Finally the traffic thinned out as we approached Haifa. We both agreed that we needed today (Wednesday) just to be at home and take it easy. We look forward to celebrating the last days of Pesach with friends here.
Frank
posted by Frank and Pat Fischer at
6:53 AM
1 Comments:
Allright, feel like I've been right there in the traffic jam with you. Thank you for this viewing. And I noticed that "Pat took her camera" . . . so I am thinking some pictures are on the way. Love, Sara C
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