Ciao, tutti! Sorry for the long hiatus in posts, January was another transition month for me and I am finally getting back into the swing of things.
Last week, I finally had another lesson with Yehuda and we spoke about being aware of how small you are at the same time - and so that you can be part of - that you are aware of the bigger thing around you. His idea is that you must always be in yourself, in your size and shape and then build the connections to what is around you. He always has me "work" on him so that I can really understand what it is that he is doing versus what I am doing and so that I really internalize what he is saying to/doing with me. I always find it difficult and awkward to write about Alexander Techniqu, I guess I will leave that task to Pedro :) AT is truly a "hands-on" (pun intended) technique/experience, but I really enjoy my "lessons" with Yehuda. They are a mix of Alexander Technique, life philosophy, and story telling. I am so lucky to be able to work with him.
Last Tuesday, I joined the Rishon teaching fellows group again for a day in Yafo. I always enjoy my trips with them because the madrichim really take the time to prepare interesting and thought-provoking tours. I learned a lot of things, like the fact that Andromeda (the mythological princess for whom my cat was named) was supposed to have been chained to a rock just on the coast of Yafo! We began with a food tour (which, unfortunately, I couldn't participate in, but everything smelled good!) and then moved on to more heavy topics, like life in a "mixed-city" and also the advantages and disadvantages of gentrification in the city. Yafo is a balagan of religions and cultures that live together but don't integrate. I think this is a trend/problem the world over because it is human nature to band together with those most similar to you. Here in Israel, however, it seems that every time people start making steps forward towards peace and understanding, some extremist does something that makes everyone take several steps backwards.
The school where I teach is very much a part of this "mixed city" - I have kids from all possible backgrounds and I think it is amazing that some of them already know three languages and they're only 13 or 14 years old. However, for some kids, this proves to be quite challenging and while they may understand what is being said, they may not be able to form a response. I really like working on Wednesdays and Fridays because I have one-on-one sessions with kids and I can really tell that they want to learn and are making progress.
When I was home in December, a friend who works at a local elementary school was able to have her students write pen pal letters to my kids. She also collected a whole bunch of books which I brought back with me (and had sent to me) to the center. Now we have a whole collection of books of various levels and it makes reading practice much more interesting. I had to wait several weeks to bring in the pen pal letters, but finally started having the kids work on them a few weeks ago and most of them are really excited about them. Some girls expressed disappointment that their pen pals were much younger than they: "But we want cute boys to write to!" Oy. Kids really are the same world-wide.
I have a few more trips to write about, but rather than write one colossal blog post, I will split it up. I hope that everyone is staying warm in the apocalyptic snow storms!
Daniella :)
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Thursday, January 17, 2013
Ein Gedi, Take Two!
At the end of November, my program headed back to the Dead Sea for a seminar. We stayed at the same hostel that I had stayed at on my Birthright trip, but I am sad to say that the friendly cats seem to have moved residence! Here are some pictures from the weekend...
The backdrop of the Ein Gedi Youth Hostel
Heading down to the beach, Jordanian mountains on the horizon!
Cobbles leading down to the beach
Crrrrrrusty cobbles!
Pretty flowers! Sorry, I don't know what they are.
Cat in a can!!! (He looks angry, but he was mostly surprised to have his photo taken)
Our last day, we went for a short nature walk on the Ein Gedi Nature Preserve. This is a rock hyrex, described by Itzik, our madrich, as "an Israeli rat" (not a bunny, because "bunnies is cute and he is not so cute").
Small waterfalls at the preserve
With my awesome Israeli roommate, Nitzan!
BIG waterfall :)
These stalactites formed over the plants hanging down from the rocks - phytotites?
Sweet clouds over the preserve
Leaving the preserve - Dead Sea and Jordan in the distance!
Picturas....
I fell behind on posting pictures, so here's a taste of what happened the past two months...
In early November (pre-Operation Pillar of Defense), Beit Leni witnessed a peaceful anti-Netanyahu demonstration. Our apartment building is right across the street from the Likud headquarters. Actually, the demonstration was nearly quiet, people were very lack-luster with their chanting and it was kind of anti-climactic.
Then a few days later, banjo man showed up across the street playing everything from "Happy Birthday" to "Hello, Dolly."
The following pictures are from when I went to the Ein Gedi Spa with a group from Rishon...
Camel friends at a gas station.
Mountains surrounding the Dead Sea
More mountains - palm trees for scale :)
These signs mark the waterline from 1991 and 2000, respectively. You can just barely see the current shoreline on the horizon.The Dead Sea is vanishing at an alarming rate!
The geologist in me couldn't resist taking a picture of this :)
"Bathing forbidden at this section of the beach" - maybe that's because there's no water?
Dessicated mud/salt - this was under water not too long ago...
Mud/salt cracks, close up!
One of the many salt formations at the "beach" - sorry, no scale! But it was at least 2' in diameter.
I finally reached the beach! I've learned that every beach at the Dead Sea is different - the surface of this beach was entirely salt crystals and extremely painful to walk on.
Still, it is beautiful....
Dead Sea framboids!!! My toes for scale :) I did bring one home, but I had to pry it off!
After we were nicely relaxed/exfoliated, etc, we went to the nearby Ein Gedi Kibbutz to learn about the local flora. Our guide was a little 80-some-year-old Israeli man named Zoab (or something close to that).
One of the many baobab trees on the kibbutz.
I wouldn't mind having this for my backyard...
Zoab with "Obama Baobab," which is the same age as Obama and "Comes from Africa, just like Obama." According to Zoab. hmmm....
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
December greetings!
Ciao, tutti! Hope that everyone is well and staying warm despite the wintry weather. Tel Aviv winter is mild so far, but today we are being treated to a rainy day. I am celebrating the blustery weather by doing laundry at the lovely Dizi - a cafe that just happens to have washers and dryers in addition to tasty food and drinks.
Last week, I finally returned to teaching and it was good to see the kids again (we had a hiatus during the Hamas-induced chaos). It's interesting teaching the "Google generation": the students don't really know how to research or formulate original thoughts and simply rely on Wikipedia and Google Translate to do their assignments. We have been helping them with Power Point presentations on the environment, which proves to be both challenging and amusing. First, I had one group talking about water pollution and they had the following sentence on their Power Point: "Water pollution is when the concentration of contaminants rises above the concentration of natural substances in the water." They barely understand what "pollution" means, let alone "concentration" and "contaminants." I was trying to get them to explain what pollution was in their own words and they came up with "the water is dirty."
I also had a group try to tell me that compost is made of organic materials like fruit, vegetables, egg shells, hair, and blood. I think they must have just looked up what "organic materials" meant without understanding what compost is. It took a lot to convince them that we really don't use hair and blood in compost. Then the last group's presentation about recycling plastic featured 4 slides, one of which had about 7 sentences about the recycling process and another was a link to a 5-minute Youtube video. I finally convinced them that their presentation would be better if they had more slides with pictures and explanations instead of just showing the video. I've found myself using phrases that I never thought would pass through my lips like "Are you ready to listen?" and "Is this Youtube video/One Direction/Justin Bieber part of your presentation?" Oy. There is never a dull moment with Israeli kids.
Outside of teaching, things are going well. My Ulpan has finally progressed past learning the Alef Bet and now we can say complex sentences like "I am sitting on a chair next to the window." On Sunday, we had a special Chanukah lesson to learn about the history of Chanukah and then we had a singer come teach us about 9 holiday songs. The French people in my class seemed to know all of the songs; the only ones I'd ever heard were "Hine Ma Tov" and "Hava Nagilah." But I gave it my best shot. Now the songs take turns getting stuck in my head because I don't know all of the words. My voice lessons are progressing well, as are my Alexander lessons. In my last Alexander lesson, we made an interesting discovery: what I perceive as jaw tension is not actually my jaw moving forward when I sing, but rather, my entire head! My teacher took a video of me singing up a few scales and then I suddenly understood why my lower back tends to lock up when I'm singing.
Last weekend we had another "Dialogues Seminar" in Ein Gedi with most of the people who live in my building as well as other people from the program who live in Jerusalem. Of course, there were also Israelis on the trip. The topic of discussion was everyone's favorite: Jewish Identity and the social problems facing Israel. Actually, I liked the Beit She'an seminar better, partly because of my facilitator and partly because my group this time had about 30 people, which was simply too many to be able to have proper discussions or to get to know people. However, I got to swim in the Dead Sea again and it was less hazy than when I was there a few weeks ago, so you could really see the Jordanian mountains on the other side. The beach had giant rocks and cobbles leading up to the shore and some of them were rather painful to walk on because they were encrusted in salt. But once I got off of the rocks, the water was quite nice and fairly warm. Some people even dug up mud to put on themselves to have a real Dead Sea experience. We also had a "hike" (really, a nature walk) in the Ein Gedi nature preserve, which was really beautiful.
So, life continues as normal in Israel. There are still mixed sentiments about the ceasefire, but personally, I am happy not to jump at every siren or car alarm that I hear. And I am looking forward to this weekend because I have an excuse to make latkes and applesauce :)
Raindrops and kruidnoten,
Daniella
Last week, I finally returned to teaching and it was good to see the kids again (we had a hiatus during the Hamas-induced chaos). It's interesting teaching the "Google generation": the students don't really know how to research or formulate original thoughts and simply rely on Wikipedia and Google Translate to do their assignments. We have been helping them with Power Point presentations on the environment, which proves to be both challenging and amusing. First, I had one group talking about water pollution and they had the following sentence on their Power Point: "Water pollution is when the concentration of contaminants rises above the concentration of natural substances in the water." They barely understand what "pollution" means, let alone "concentration" and "contaminants." I was trying to get them to explain what pollution was in their own words and they came up with "the water is dirty."
I also had a group try to tell me that compost is made of organic materials like fruit, vegetables, egg shells, hair, and blood. I think they must have just looked up what "organic materials" meant without understanding what compost is. It took a lot to convince them that we really don't use hair and blood in compost. Then the last group's presentation about recycling plastic featured 4 slides, one of which had about 7 sentences about the recycling process and another was a link to a 5-minute Youtube video. I finally convinced them that their presentation would be better if they had more slides with pictures and explanations instead of just showing the video. I've found myself using phrases that I never thought would pass through my lips like "Are you ready to listen?" and "Is this Youtube video/One Direction/Justin Bieber part of your presentation?" Oy. There is never a dull moment with Israeli kids.
Outside of teaching, things are going well. My Ulpan has finally progressed past learning the Alef Bet and now we can say complex sentences like "I am sitting on a chair next to the window." On Sunday, we had a special Chanukah lesson to learn about the history of Chanukah and then we had a singer come teach us about 9 holiday songs. The French people in my class seemed to know all of the songs; the only ones I'd ever heard were "Hine Ma Tov" and "Hava Nagilah." But I gave it my best shot. Now the songs take turns getting stuck in my head because I don't know all of the words. My voice lessons are progressing well, as are my Alexander lessons. In my last Alexander lesson, we made an interesting discovery: what I perceive as jaw tension is not actually my jaw moving forward when I sing, but rather, my entire head! My teacher took a video of me singing up a few scales and then I suddenly understood why my lower back tends to lock up when I'm singing.
Last weekend we had another "Dialogues Seminar" in Ein Gedi with most of the people who live in my building as well as other people from the program who live in Jerusalem. Of course, there were also Israelis on the trip. The topic of discussion was everyone's favorite: Jewish Identity and the social problems facing Israel. Actually, I liked the Beit She'an seminar better, partly because of my facilitator and partly because my group this time had about 30 people, which was simply too many to be able to have proper discussions or to get to know people. However, I got to swim in the Dead Sea again and it was less hazy than when I was there a few weeks ago, so you could really see the Jordanian mountains on the other side. The beach had giant rocks and cobbles leading up to the shore and some of them were rather painful to walk on because they were encrusted in salt. But once I got off of the rocks, the water was quite nice and fairly warm. Some people even dug up mud to put on themselves to have a real Dead Sea experience. We also had a "hike" (really, a nature walk) in the Ein Gedi nature preserve, which was really beautiful.
So, life continues as normal in Israel. There are still mixed sentiments about the ceasefire, but personally, I am happy not to jump at every siren or car alarm that I hear. And I am looking forward to this weekend because I have an excuse to make latkes and applesauce :)
Raindrops and kruidnoten,
Daniella
Monday, November 19, 2012
If you ask 10 Jews the same question, you'll get 12 answers...
Shalom from the Motherland! As you can imagine, it has been an interesting past few days here in Israel. I left for Beit She'an on Thursday and as I was on the bus, reports of missiles hitting in the Tel Aviv area started coming in. Several of the other MASA people on the trip had just been evacuated from southern cities to Tel Aviv and I had just finished explaining to family and friends that Tel Aviv was far enough away from Gaza to be threatened, so the news was rather disconcerting. However, the IDF soon installed an Iron Dome to protect the area and has been successfully intercepting rockets coming into the region.
Meanwhile, I spent a peaceful 2.5 days in Beit She'an getting in touch with my Jewish roots. (I also learned that Beit She'an is part of a partnership with Cleveland, Ohio!). The topic of conversation was Jewish identity and issues facing Israel and the modern Jew. There were 90-some people from different MASA/MASA-affiliated programs as well as Israelis, and then we were split into smaller groups of about 10 people. I met my first Wisconsinite (an Orthodox Jew from Milwaukee), who also happens to be half-Asian. There were actually a few of us who grew up with only one Jewish parent, so it was interesting to hear about their backgrounds.
I grew up learning about Jewish history because my mother (the non-Jew) wanted to make sure that I was aware of my heritage. In fact, I knew more about the Jewish holidays than I did of the Christian ones. Until I happened upon an Easter story book when I was about 10, I thought Easter just meant having an egg hunt and being given ridiculously large chocolate rabbits that would remain in the fridge for months on end. I attended church for a few years because I enjoyed singing in the choir and hearing the sermons, but I gradually became disenchanted with organized religion and stopped going. The result is that I'm an agnostic Jewish-Christian mutt who has a travel menorah, makes latkes and matzoh ball soup and who also has Noche Buena (midnight dinner on Christmas Eve) and sings Christmas carols.
Outside of Israel, I think there are many people like me who have Jewish heritage but do not practice Judaism. Here in Israel, there is no separation between cultural and religious Jews. Many people here think that even if you're a secular Israeli Jew, you are still surrounded by the religion and that makes you Jewish. They believe that if you marry a non-Jew, your children are no longer Jewish (unless they formally convert) and by that logic, I had no place at the seminar. As I told my group, the seminar actually made me more confused about where I fit as a Jew in Israel. If I made aliyah, I would feel like a hypocrite because I do not believe in Judaism. But when people tell me (even jokingly) that I am not a Jew simply because my mother isn't, it is offensive: both sides of my family are an integral part of who I am.
As I've been deliberating over my Jewish identity, the situation with Gaza continues. We had two sirens in Tel Aviv yesterday, but both rockets were intercepted by the Iron Dome and caused zero-to-minimal damage (a car caught fire from shrapnel in Holon, but the driver was not injured). Really, it feels a bit like tornado season except that here, we have technology to track and destroy the tornadoes before they hit and we only have to wait for 10 minutes after the siren versus staying in a basement for a few hours during tornado watches. In the south, of course, it is a different story, but Tel Aviv itself is far removed from the main action. I don't understand how Hamas operates - they act only offensively and they endanger their own citizens because of their poor defense system. They also report that Israel is killing women and children, but it is their own actions that are putting their citizens at risk. Their technology is so imprecise that many of their own rockets exploded in Gaza itself while others have landed near Arabic towns in Israel. I don't understand their motives and I am saddened that they don't even seem to value their own people's lives. Everyone is hoping for a quick resolution.
For you at home, here is a good website for updates on the situation here: http://www.ynetnews.com/home/0,7340,L-3083,00.html. I am continuing my life as usual here as is the rest of Tel Aviv. Tomorrow, we are spending the day at the Dead Sea, and it will actually be my first time in the water since coming to Israel! I'm looking forward to collecting more Dead Sea framboids :)
Peace and coconuts,
Daniella
Meanwhile, I spent a peaceful 2.5 days in Beit She'an getting in touch with my Jewish roots. (I also learned that Beit She'an is part of a partnership with Cleveland, Ohio!). The topic of conversation was Jewish identity and issues facing Israel and the modern Jew. There were 90-some people from different MASA/MASA-affiliated programs as well as Israelis, and then we were split into smaller groups of about 10 people. I met my first Wisconsinite (an Orthodox Jew from Milwaukee), who also happens to be half-Asian. There were actually a few of us who grew up with only one Jewish parent, so it was interesting to hear about their backgrounds.
I grew up learning about Jewish history because my mother (the non-Jew) wanted to make sure that I was aware of my heritage. In fact, I knew more about the Jewish holidays than I did of the Christian ones. Until I happened upon an Easter story book when I was about 10, I thought Easter just meant having an egg hunt and being given ridiculously large chocolate rabbits that would remain in the fridge for months on end. I attended church for a few years because I enjoyed singing in the choir and hearing the sermons, but I gradually became disenchanted with organized religion and stopped going. The result is that I'm an agnostic Jewish-Christian mutt who has a travel menorah, makes latkes and matzoh ball soup and who also has Noche Buena (midnight dinner on Christmas Eve) and sings Christmas carols.
Outside of Israel, I think there are many people like me who have Jewish heritage but do not practice Judaism. Here in Israel, there is no separation between cultural and religious Jews. Many people here think that even if you're a secular Israeli Jew, you are still surrounded by the religion and that makes you Jewish. They believe that if you marry a non-Jew, your children are no longer Jewish (unless they formally convert) and by that logic, I had no place at the seminar. As I told my group, the seminar actually made me more confused about where I fit as a Jew in Israel. If I made aliyah, I would feel like a hypocrite because I do not believe in Judaism. But when people tell me (even jokingly) that I am not a Jew simply because my mother isn't, it is offensive: both sides of my family are an integral part of who I am.
As I've been deliberating over my Jewish identity, the situation with Gaza continues. We had two sirens in Tel Aviv yesterday, but both rockets were intercepted by the Iron Dome and caused zero-to-minimal damage (a car caught fire from shrapnel in Holon, but the driver was not injured). Really, it feels a bit like tornado season except that here, we have technology to track and destroy the tornadoes before they hit and we only have to wait for 10 minutes after the siren versus staying in a basement for a few hours during tornado watches. In the south, of course, it is a different story, but Tel Aviv itself is far removed from the main action. I don't understand how Hamas operates - they act only offensively and they endanger their own citizens because of their poor defense system. They also report that Israel is killing women and children, but it is their own actions that are putting their citizens at risk. Their technology is so imprecise that many of their own rockets exploded in Gaza itself while others have landed near Arabic towns in Israel. I don't understand their motives and I am saddened that they don't even seem to value their own people's lives. Everyone is hoping for a quick resolution.
For you at home, here is a good website for updates on the situation here: http://www.ynetnews.com/home/0,7340,L-3083,00.html. I am continuing my life as usual here as is the rest of Tel Aviv. Tomorrow, we are spending the day at the Dead Sea, and it will actually be my first time in the water since coming to Israel! I'm looking forward to collecting more Dead Sea framboids :)
Peace and coconuts,
Daniella
Monday, November 12, 2012
Ch-ch-ch-changes!
Last week, my life finally started to pick up speed. Sunday was my first day of teaching and of my Hebrew classes. We had decided to split each grade into 3 groups, with each teacher (or teachers in my case) playing a different ice breaker and then rotating to a new class. The first group wasn't bad, but as the day progressed, the kids became more and more wired and out of control. In our game, everyone stood in a circle and we took turns throwing a ball of string to somebody else in the circle while giving them a compliment. In the end, we were supposed to have created a web of string connecting us all. What actually happened was that the ball of string got wrapped around chairs, people, people's necks, and one girl actually refused to throw the ball of string to the last person because she couldn't think of anything nice to say about him. It was also a struggle to get the kids to speak in English - half of them completely ignored us and carried on their Hebrew conversations with their friends. I know that most of them were testing us, but by the time we got to the 7th graders, I was at my wit's end and actually shouted at the kids. Apparently that is what the Israeli teachers resort to because Israeli kids will do whatever they want and are out of control.
For Wednesday's class, I was prepared to be much more strict, but it was actually a lot easier because I only had 7 kids. We had decided to practice reading English with them. There is a very limited library at the center, so in the end we settled for "The Lost Kitten" and "Questions and Answers," a sort of British textbook. When I told the 7th graders we were going to practice reading, they acted like I had just proposed a 7-day hike across the desert! One girl made such a fuss every time it was her turn, saying that she couldn't do it, but when I had her read one word at a time, she read absolutely fine. By the end of class, people had stopped following the "2 lines per person" rule and they started fighting over the book because they were so eager to read.
My Hebrew classes are progressing a bit slowly at the moment because we are only halfway through the Alef-Bet. I'm really glad that I studied it earlier this year, otherwise I would be so confused. I don't understand why teachers say that "Alef" is "A" because it makes the whole consonant/vowel thing more complicated than it needs to be. We have learned a few verbs, so now I can say where I'm from, where I live, what I study, and that I want chocolate - truly essential phrases for life in Israel.
Thursday, I moved to my new (and hopefully last) room where my Costa Rican friend, Andrea, is already living. We cleaned the apartment (it was a bit grungy from her previous roommate) and rearranged some things, but it was a fairly painless process. My new room is a corner room, so now I am right above King George street and it can get pretty noisy, but I enjoy having two windows and being able to have light from the moment the sun rises til it sets. We are getting a new French roommate in a few weeks, but until then, it's very nice to have this spacious room all to ourselves.
Along with the changes to my schedule and living arrangements, the weather changed overnight from full-summer to full-winter. Thursday night/Friday morning, we had a giant thunderstorm that seems to have brought Winter weather for good. Suddenly, people are wearing sweaters, fuzzy boots, scarves, hats, and ear muffs even though it is only in the low 60s. It rains sporadically throughout the day, sometimes just a drizzle, other times, a full downpour with thunder and lightning! I feel like I'm back in Amsterdam and find it a little hard to convince myself to leave the warm(ish) comfort of my room. But I think things will change once I buy an umbrella.
That's about all the news for me! This weekend I'm going to a seminar in Bet Shean (in the north) to learn more about Jewish culture and explore the area. There may be bike riding and swimming! I am very excited to see a new city and meet some new people. And, of course, I will post pictures after I get back.
Ciao ed un abbraccio,
Daniella
For Wednesday's class, I was prepared to be much more strict, but it was actually a lot easier because I only had 7 kids. We had decided to practice reading English with them. There is a very limited library at the center, so in the end we settled for "The Lost Kitten" and "Questions and Answers," a sort of British textbook. When I told the 7th graders we were going to practice reading, they acted like I had just proposed a 7-day hike across the desert! One girl made such a fuss every time it was her turn, saying that she couldn't do it, but when I had her read one word at a time, she read absolutely fine. By the end of class, people had stopped following the "2 lines per person" rule and they started fighting over the book because they were so eager to read.
My Hebrew classes are progressing a bit slowly at the moment because we are only halfway through the Alef-Bet. I'm really glad that I studied it earlier this year, otherwise I would be so confused. I don't understand why teachers say that "Alef" is "A" because it makes the whole consonant/vowel thing more complicated than it needs to be. We have learned a few verbs, so now I can say where I'm from, where I live, what I study, and that I want chocolate - truly essential phrases for life in Israel.
Thursday, I moved to my new (and hopefully last) room where my Costa Rican friend, Andrea, is already living. We cleaned the apartment (it was a bit grungy from her previous roommate) and rearranged some things, but it was a fairly painless process. My new room is a corner room, so now I am right above King George street and it can get pretty noisy, but I enjoy having two windows and being able to have light from the moment the sun rises til it sets. We are getting a new French roommate in a few weeks, but until then, it's very nice to have this spacious room all to ourselves.
Along with the changes to my schedule and living arrangements, the weather changed overnight from full-summer to full-winter. Thursday night/Friday morning, we had a giant thunderstorm that seems to have brought Winter weather for good. Suddenly, people are wearing sweaters, fuzzy boots, scarves, hats, and ear muffs even though it is only in the low 60s. It rains sporadically throughout the day, sometimes just a drizzle, other times, a full downpour with thunder and lightning! I feel like I'm back in Amsterdam and find it a little hard to convince myself to leave the warm(ish) comfort of my room. But I think things will change once I buy an umbrella.
That's about all the news for me! This weekend I'm going to a seminar in Bet Shean (in the north) to learn more about Jewish culture and explore the area. There may be bike riding and swimming! I am very excited to see a new city and meet some new people. And, of course, I will post pictures after I get back.
Ciao ed un abbraccio,
Daniella
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
I do like to be beside the seaside...
Finally some pictures of the sea (not ocean, as I've been reminded by my Hungarian friend)...
The lovely Mediterranean, with its seemingly disproportionate ratio of sea-to-sky
View of Yafo from a rock wall (This is before I saw the sign saying not
to climb on the rockery. Geologists can't read warning signs)
A calm moment...
Looking back at Tel Aviv from the beach promenade
(close-up)
I just can't get enough of these clouds...
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