one night in tel aviv

On Thursday afternoon, Max and I hopped on a train to go to Tel Aviv. This was my first major trip outside of the village, so I was pretty stoked. At the train station, they checked our bags and made us go through a metal detector. I still haven't gotten over the whole security situation in this country, and I don't think Max has either despite having been here for almost half a year.

We got to Tel Aviv and wandered around until we could check into our hostel, which was in the Florentine area. I could talk about our walk, which was lovely, but I won't bore you with the details. Basically, we got very lost but thanks to the Lonely Planet guidebook that my cousin got me for Christmas and some help from strangers, we found our way. What you really need to know is that we made it to the beach by sunset, and looking out onto the Mediterranean was really beautiful.