1-buy new camera
2-get sheckels – did at the airport
3-find Lonely Planet guide to Israel
4-Print photos onto disc
5-Send package from post office
6-Laundry
7-Update blog from Egypt
8-update photos from Egypt
9-Book Eilat hostel
10-Book Petra tour
11-Book Masada and Dead Sea tours
12-Book Be-ersheva or Jerusalem hostel night
13-New bathers for me, new shorts for Josh
We got breakfast from the hostel. Breakfast was tea or coffee and a large, prepackaged pastry. We packed nutella sammiches and the remainder of our pastries and set out.
We didnt have a map, so followed some vague directions to a city center. We ended up walking up and down King George St for a while. Its a funky street like the best parts of Melbourne or Newtown. There was lots of street art, some of which was either Banksy or a Banksy impersonator.
Lots of funky shops, some comic shops. No big bookshops or camera shops though. We came across a shopping centre that spanned 2 blocks and 3 stories and connected its sections with bridges across the street.
We tried 4 of its bookshops before finding one that had the english Israel LP book in stock. On sale too, with a free tote bog. So now we had a map and a travel guide.
There was a camera shop but it only opened at 2pm. Until then we looked for a wifi spot and a laundromat and returned to the hostel for lunch. Our hostel booked tours through Sky hostel down the street. There was a Petra tour we liked the look of. There was only a day tour that did both Masada and the Dead Sea. Booking both took almost 2 hours I think. They kept having to fax back and forward with the tour company, for Jordian Visa arrangements and the like. Except the only fax was at our hostel. So the girl kept running back and forward between the hostels or waiting for someone to cover her so she could leave her desk.
3-30 we had both tours booked. She gave us the number of a hostel in Eilat she used to work at. So we arranged to stay at them for the two nights we needed. One night for the early Petra tour start time and one for us being tired after the tour. We returned to the shopping centre, but couldn't find the camera shop. We looked for an hour before we tracked it down. It didn't have the camera I wanted. So we went to a pizza by the slice place on the ground floor that had wi-fi. We ate tasty pizza and looked for a camera store nearby. Turned out there was a great store on the end of our street.
I found my camera there, for a really decent price. They had blue and pink. I'm not usually a pink fan, but Josh has the blue which might get confusing. Plus the pink isn't too bad.
We spied a laundromat a couple blocks from the hostel. I finally had clean clothes. I played with my new toy as I waited for the laundry.
So that left
4-Print photos onto disc
5-Send package from post office
7-Update blog from Egypt
8-update photos from Egypt
12-Book Be-ersheva or Jerusalem hostel night
13-New bathers for me, new shorts for Josh
We had Lamb pita for dinner from the same place as the night before.
Tel-Aviv is supposed to be nightlife central, with a drinking age of 18. I got on my painful and awkward to pack smart heals and headed out. We tried 4 places that sounded good in the LP book. One had been shut down by the council. The other 3 wouldn't let us in. Each claimed a different minimum age of entry. 25, 27, 24. We ended up confused, frustrated and with really sore feet from walking the span of the city. After that we felt tired and pissed off, so we decided to cut our losses and call it a night. We asked the reception guy about it and he said most clubs is 18. The more selective (ie pretentious) clubs can set whatever age/clothes/height limits they want. Which makes sense. We lamented our unfortunately offbeat taste in music and clubs and went to bed. Next time I will try some of the beach pubs, they are better than nothing.
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