Nuclear ducks and other troubling current events aside, our short trip was divine. We played a concert up North, spent time with family and friends, and ate insanely good food. My favorite moment on any flight home is always about 5 minutes before landing, when Tel Aviv suddenly appears on the horizon out of nowhere ...
We spent the first few days in rehearsals, eating way too much Hummous, reading newspapers right to left, and drinking good coffee.
We watched blue skies after a storm in Jaffa,
where I took many pictures, fueling my blue door addiction.
Later we spent time in Jerusalem where I stalked Persian ceramics in the Old City,
and found the perfect Bedouin carpet for Schumann Str.
Next up : A perfect meal in the Judean Hills, and a new ceramics obsession.
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