Trip to Israel: Days 1–2

We arrived in Israel on October 13th, exhausted from a direct flight over the Atlantic to Tel Aviv airport. We saw a few sites that first day, but honestly, they seem like a dream that, after waking up, I can’t fully remember. Caesarea, an important coastal town from a couple millennia ago, provided a relaxing and scenic walk along the Mediterranean. After this, we found our way to Nahariya, another northern coastal town, where we finally caught up on sleep.

The next day, feeling refreshed, we headed up to the Lebanese border. The border is very tightly controlled. I’m told I cannot post any pictures of the military installation. Not wanting to mess with the Mossad, I’ll comply. But we did get to see a very beautiful grotto called Rosh Hanikra. More great views of the Med.

We later toured through the Naphtali mountains, going from the west of Israel to the east toward the Hula Valley. It reminds me how small Israel is as a landmass. Thin is a better word.

Despite its thinness, Israel holds a wide diversity of terrains. It’s like an all-you-can-eat buffet for photographers. We went from the sea to the mountains on this first full day…later we would see desert, plains of farmland, forests, cities, and rocks. Lots of rocks. The only landscape missing that I can think of is arctic – but Israel even has that, at the top of Mount Hermon, which during certain months turns into a ski slope.

We trekked through the mountains in style, boarding ATVs and dune buggies to get to the top of the Manara Cliffs.

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