Sunning in Tel Aviv

This morning we woke up early, not to wasted the morning while El and Ar were in Hebrew class before we could leave for Tel Aviv.

We all went in the car up to the Mount of Olives where we posed for pictures and saw the camels, etc. We drove around up there for a while and my mom showed us Hebrew University where she had taken classes. Finally we drove down to Jaffa Gate to pick up El, Ar, Arsen and Aunt M.

The drive into Tel Aviv was better than last time. We didn't get lost at all. We had a good time in the car too. BigSis was teasing Arsen and when Arsen saw a blond on the street and said it was his girlfriend, BigSis said that they guy with her stole her away. When we all turned to look at the guy, he made a really weird face. It was funny...

Anyway, we finally arrived at the beach. Aunt M. had brought soda and bread sticks in the car, so no one was really hungry. We settled down, but had to pay per person, plus more for my precious umbrella. We swam and sunned all day. The sea (the Mediterranean) was as hot as a bath and the waves weren't big at all, but the bottom of the sea was a little rocky.

El told us about how she loved guys she felt sorry for and we all made fun of her for having a crush on "Carlton" from The Fresh Prince of Bel Air.

We didn't leave the beach until around 7:00 PM when we piled into the car to got to Old Jaffo, a beautiful cobblestoned touristy old area down the coast, a few minutes away. When we got there, we saw quite a few loud, obnoxious, teen-tour groups with their RA's armed with machine guns.

Ar and I kept singing Celine Dion and Whitney Houston songs as we walked. We finally picked a restaurant called "Aladdin" with a beautiful sea view. I had shrimp scampi.

After dinner we got back into the car to go home, but it was easier said than done! We ended up getting super lost. My stepfather was driving and my mom and I were navigating and he kept getting frustrated because half of the words weren't on the map. We drove forever and ever and couldn't find the road to Jerusalem. We kept rolling down our windows and having to ask people half in English and half in Hebrew. By the time we got home, it was around midnight.

The next day, Nana said that Uncle A had been really worried about us.