I am still spending most of my days at the beach. With my summer cold, there’s not much to do, I need to rest, but I won’t do it in my room. I might as well sleep at the beach.

Each evening, when I go home, something truly magical happens in this city. There’s a moment when the light changes and everything gets bathed in this golden hue. It’s simply amazingly beautiful.

I think it’s the reflection of the setting sun on the sea and the color of the buildings of the ‘White City’, in contrast to the blue skies…

It’s my favorite half hour in Tel Aviv, just before sunset. The city is still hot from the day, but slowing down. A perfect time for a stroll around with a cone of ice cream.