A most fascinating eye-catcher was waiting for us, after almost two weeks of deserts and villages very far from futuristic atmospheres.
Endless lights, tall skyscrapers, and streets full of cars with glittering headlights eagerly welcomed to Tel Aviv.
We were actually a bit upset, not because of a rough flight, but due to some political turmoil in the capital city of Israel. Actually, weíd had to put off our departure from Amman because the embassy had strongly advised us so.
Eventually, we made it!
So, there we were, in a most mystical land that features so many different traditions coexisting in the same place.
A magical place that releases energy from anywhere you look at it.
Just think of the luxuriant vegetation of Galilee Ė we witnessed in awe to almost 50 thousand cranes taking off in the orange sunset sky and then heading to a nearby lake for the night.
How could I forget sacred places like Nazareth, Jerusalem, and Bethlehem? The very cradles of Christianity, true places of worship and faith, rich with spirituality.
And then we discovered historic Templar cities, like the fabled Akko.
Finally, it was time to plunge into Tel Aviv: a young, vibrant, magnificent and ever-stirring metropolis. Itís also known as ďthe white cityĒ, with almost 4000 buildings that represent the highest expression of the Bauhaus - an architectural style, essential and functional. This is what the capital of this most eclectic place looks like.
I was also intrigued by so many female soldiers, patrolling the streets with sincere smiles, maybe just too naÔve looking in spite of their appalling big guns.
A corner of the world where we could hear so many people speaking different languages or praying to different gods with one different name.
Down there the ancient and modern styles and traditions can really live and thrive together. Itís where the desert sands have given way to state-of-the-art, brightly lit skyscrapers, shining like diamonds when observed from a plane.
In Tel Aviv, one simply feels like a vital part of never-stopping development and improvement, rather than ranking better or worse than other people.
And then there was the Shabat, during which the whole city stops for a while, following one of the oldest Jewish traditions.
Tel Avivís pace is really slow, paradoxically slow, but innovation is truly quick and immediate.
I will always remember this most peculiar city. A place quite hard to describe with words, where striking contrasts materialize before your very eyes. Still, it knows for sure where itís heading to and thatís true relief.