We drive on a normal highway with normal traffic, and then we get hit by: Tel Aviv. It is such a perfect mixture os the beautiful colors coming off of the Mediterranean, contrasted by the greys and browns of the towering city. The smell of sea air and baked goods contrasted by sweat and cigarettes. The sounds of young and old chatting and laughing over the noise of the car horns and roaring engines. Tel Aviv barrages the senses and invigorates the soul.
Even without the energy to do much in this amazing city, we get ready for an early bedtime as we hug and wish each other, "Welcome home."
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