Our stay in Tel Aviv was short, just a single night prior to our flight to Nantes. Still, we managed to arrive before shabbat closed Breadberry, a gluten-free bakery Michelle had scoped out.
Michelle and I took a walk around the city, but by that time, the shops had closed until the following week, but the bars were packed with well-oiled, kippah-less Israelis ready to enjoy the weekend.
That evening and the next morning, we took a much anticipated and appreciated swim in the Mediterranean, just a couple blocks from our apartment along Tel Aviv’s long, famous and clean beaches.
