First Night in Israel

Wound up napping, couch took its toll.

After recovering somewhat and meeting my dorm mates I headed out and took a stroll down the board walk along the Mediterranean.  Sadly, dinner and waking up had taken so long that I the lights were out and didn't wind up with any sunset shots but I suppose I'll have another chance come Saturday.  My destination was Old Jaffa a fairly sizable 3.5 or so miles down the boardwalk from where Gordon street, the street my Hostel was located on.  People were out in force.  Runners running, bikers biking and kids playing all along the way.  It was interesting feeling more secure and normal walking around in a foriegn country than I would have Raleigh.  Now like I said, most of the people out were exercising.  After talking with my single serving friends at the hostel we came to the conclusion that Israel's policy of forced military participation between for everyone between 18 and 20 had something to do with it.

Jaffa reminds me of a historically restored sight.  It's interesting but it still feels a little fake walking around.

If you're looking through my pictures and wondering what was up with the two bikers, I'm still wondering.  They came up behind me on my return trip from Jaffa and in some really broken English asked me to take their picture, so I got them under the light and shot one.  Still not knowing what to make of it I tried to give them my card, figuring they wanted the picture or something but after a confused look I figured it probably wasn't worth pushing the issue headed off.