More red plastic chairs, but this time we find ourselves further north in Tel Aviv near the marina. Davida had invited me to an Israeli sort of Shabbat service right on the beach at sunset. Peter, Paul and Mary types singing in Hebrew and very secular with only about half the men covering their heads. I understood quite a bit of the music, the prayers were familiar, and afterwards, we enjoyed a delicious meat free dinner with friends. No meat since it was approaching Tish B'Av on Tuesday.
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