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| Tel Aviv with its sandy beaches and skyscrapers |
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| An example of Bauhaus architecture |
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| We joined a group walking around wearing fezes for an unknown reason |
Following the divine call he heard from within, Benoit left the hotel early
in the morning to take advantage of Mount Temple opening its doors for sinners
to visit. I stayed at the hotel, deciding that sleeping a little longer would
be a more sacred way to worship the God Almighty. By the bus we took towards
noon we went back to our starting and finishing point of Tel Aviv. Due to the
shortness of winter days we left the main sights for the next day and took a
long walk through the upper-scale neighborhoods in the northern part of the
city. After enjoying our walk through streets filled with trees, large green
parks, and some of the finest examples of the 1920s-30s Bauhaus architecture,
we took a bus down to old Jaffa district. Before the foundation of Tel Aviv by
the Jewish immigrants in late 19th early 20th century, Jaffa, which has since become
a part of the modern Tel Aviv while protecting its historical fabric, was one
of the oldest and most important cities in the region. After roaming the
streets filled with art galleries we decided to try a restaurant that was
recommended to us by two different people, the none other than The Old Man and
The Sea. Perhaps it has fallen a victim to its popularity. None of the 20 some
mezes they brought caused a spark in our senses, the fish was not very fresh,
and worse of all, the service was very offhand and slipshod. With their sloppy
and tedious service it seemed as if they were trying to cash in as much as
possible on the fame they had earned. It was one of the rare bad restaurant
experiences we had in Israel.
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