Just a one-hour flight can whisk you away to an entirely different world. My last post left off as the wheels of our plane lifted off the ground of the Holy Land during the latest war with Iran. As they touched ground again, we arrived in Larnaca, Cyprus. The view as we flew into the airport looked like paradise. We flew over vibrant blue Mediterranean waters and sunny shores. As a bus drove us along the tarmac from the plane to the airport, people marveled over the flamingos

A slow walk from the chaos of the shuk to the calm of the shoreline reveals a Tel Aviv most people rush past. These photos capture the small, everyday moments that give the city its pulse. No itinerary, no agenda. Just Tel Aviv as it looks when you’re paying attention.