So, here I am, in the air again, flying over continents, destination homeland-Israel.
There is something special that I feel every time. I guess no matter how many years I will leave outside it always excite me when I arrive. Just like magic the land, the smells, the light, the people, the language, the gestures-I am connected and it’s as though I never left.
After the coooold winter and tons of snow seeing the flowers bloom. The colors are vibrant. The air is warm, no need for heavy coats.
Yesterday I explored the art scene, I visited some galleries and saw a fantastic retrospective of Vic Muniz at the Tel Aviv Museum.
I believe some times pictures are better then words so here it goes..
Passover has many names The Freedom holiday, The holiday when we left Egypt but the one I like the most is Chag Haaviv-The Spring Holiday.
Just got around to reading this… the test of a good post is that it passes the test of time and this one does! Great pictures of Tel Aviv… the city of Spring… in the Spring…. looking forward to your next post!