The 11-hour trip was uneventful. Amazing that 300 people can fly through the air non stop and arrive in Tel Aviv. Interesting mix of people with a lot of praying going on. Applause as the plane landed.
We were going to lease a car but those plans got changed. We ended up taking a taxi from the airport to our hotel. Just as well as I don't think driving here is easy. And, the signs are all in Hebrew!
Our room wasn't ready at the Metropolitan Hotel so we took a walk to Dizengoff Square. It was like being in New York's Chinatown. What a contrast from 28 years ago. Found an air conditioned place to have our first falafel.
Got into our room (711) with a fantastic view of the Mediterranean Sea.
Taking a short nap before visiting the beach and going out to dinner with Dalit's parents.
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