A different perspective in Tel Aviv

Written by on October 29, 2013 in Blog, Israel, Middle East - 5 Comments

Since I’ve lived in Thailand, I haven’t traveled much for pleasure. Yes, I’ve experienced Sri Lanka and safaris, Myanmar and the deep jungle and Cambodia and an elephant rescue for work, but the pleasure thing has been somewhat absent in my life (minus jaunts to Koh Samui and Bali).

I wake up early on my second day in Israel.

Too early.

Artplus hasn’t even started its breakfast buffet yet. So, I do something I haven’t done in years. I grab my headphones, pop them in my ears, put on music, arm myself with my camera and go on an exploration as the sun rises.

Morning-Tel-Aviv

There is something incredibly romantic about waking up when the city begins to turn off its lights and greet the sun.

Ben Yehuda in Tel Aviv

It’s me and Tel Aviv as I stroll down Ben Yehuda and head to the beach.

The beach in Tel Aviv

As I wander along the brick path with the Mediterranean at my side, my heart starts to thump again. The doubt I’ve had about the direction of my life rolls out with the tide.

The Mediterranean Sea in Tel Aviv

Being solo in Tel Aviv and having the morning to myself takes me back to my long-term travel, when I was anonymous.

A sidewalk in Tel Aviv

I could be anyone in the world, and damnit, I was ME, and so very content with that.

Morning sun in Tel Aviv

A sculpture on beach in Tel Aviv

As the sun creeps into the blue sky, I am re-energized, awoken.

A building in Tel Aviv

The little nuances of the city, the flyers littering a sidewalk, an old man sitting and staring out into the world from a bench, a dog running alongside his owner for a morning workout … it all opens my eyes to something I have missed for so long: traveling.

A store in Tel Aviv

I walk and snap photos of the little things that catch my eye.

The beach in Tel Aviv

A sign at the beach in Tel Aviv

Pause. Breathe deeply. Smile. Pause. Walk. Snap photos. Breathe deeply. Smile.

Door in Tel Aviv

Another shot from Tel Aviv

And so it goes until the hunger pangs and need for coffee (the best coffee I have had in ages) trumps.

A Hebrew sign in Tel Aviv

Street art on building in Tel Aviv

But, as I walk back to my hotel, one thing is for certain: that travel addict that had kept quiet for so long has emerged and is now banging down the doors.

Bus stop in Tel Aviv

Hello and thank you, Tel Aviv.

 

About the Author

Diana Edelman is a travel writer and expat currently residing in Chiang Mai, Thailand. In 2010 she quit her job in PR to go on a solo backpacking adventure and tackle her 30-Life-Crisis. After seven months abroad, journeying throughout Europe and Africa, she returned to America and relocated to Las Vegas. Following a year-long stint back in PR, she once again quit her job to follow her dreams; this time her journey took her to the elephants and Elephant Nature Park where she is involved with raising awareness about responsible elephant tourism. Recently, Diana was named a finalist in the Destinology Travel Bloggy Awards for travel writing. She has been a regular contributor to Viator and recently served as the Las Vegas contributor for OneTravel.com and CheapOair.com. Her work has appeared in print and online, including The Huffington Post, Matador Network, Travel + Escape, Vegas Seven, World Nomads and more.

5 Comments on "A different perspective in Tel Aviv"

  1. Adam November 24, 2013 at 8:03 am · Reply

    Lovely story and even more beautiful photos. There’s something special about being awake in a new city when it’s still asleep

    • Diana November 24, 2013 at 9:03 am · Reply

      So true! Especially when that city is Tel Aviv!

  2. Marysia @ My Travel Affairs November 26, 2013 at 9:41 am · Reply

    Great pictures, I love waking up early to go to the beach and watch everything opening up. Tel Avuv is superb!

    • Diana November 30, 2013 at 3:30 am · Reply

      It really is!

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