Memoir Mondays, coming to you from Tel Aviv, Israel
Welcome to Israel!
I don’t usually have my good camera handy and I miss this first moment as we enter Israel.
But now I have a p and s for just this shot.
This new airport is much bigger than the old one. I remember getting out of the plane and walking down the stairs and then on to a small bus, stuffed with other passengers. I loved the little shuttle bus, even though it’s much easier to just walk through from plane to port, it’s what I always remembered about my first arrival. Oh well, we have to march on.
Looking down at travelers waiting to depart. in just a bit more than a week from this very mintue we will be there sipping a last coffee adn wondering when we will be back.
For now, the breeze is blowing in from the sea, the sun is warm and my Crocks sandals are brand new and waiting to be broken in to the Tel Aviv beach.
I am so happy to be back in the familiar even if the airport buses are gone.