All around me echos the Arab world. Jordan's flag flying high just across the sea. Saudi Arabia's port standing desolate. Sparse buildings. Driving until the signs read "shalom" and you're entering the Sinai.
Avi and I took the bus from Tel Aviv's central bus station yesterday afternoon. A five your ride through the desert and weaving through moutain passes. Listening to the grunting sounds of the bus shift gears as it curves around sharp passes. Passed a lot of Kibutzim and stopped at a McDonalds in what felt like the heart of no where. The desert is cold at night, and the winds here are strong and constant. The Red Sea is beautiful, despite all the giant barges. It is the off season so the dirt rock brown beaches are empty, except for locals.
Before coming to Elat I was in went South of Tel Aviv to Yafo. I stayed with Anna for a few nights in Jen's empty room.
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