a window to herzl street

 

 

(If you click on the picture you can see a bigger version)

Herzl Street in south Tel Aviv was one of the city’s first streets. There are still plenty of signs of its former glories and it’s also a great place to walk if you want to see a quite different side of the city from the center.

The image on the right is a giant clock with Zodiac signs on the southernmost section of the street. It’s been broken for years (of course it’s still right twice a day). This is the seedy end of the street, near No Name Alley. There are a couple of falling-to-pieces old pre-State houses here with crumbling and bricked in arched Arab-style windows, with phoney for-sale signs on them (if you call to ask the price they tell you some ridiculous sum.) This section of the street is devoted to motorbike and motorscooter shops.

The left image is a toy store in the center of the street – an area devoted to similar stores selling wholesale and retail kid’s toys and costumes. These two guys are employed to stand outside, wear silly hats and blow bubbles all day to attract customers.

The middle image is a dusty lamp and lighting store, from the light fixtures part of the street. If you walk here at the right time – round about the late afternoon as the sun goes down – you can sometimes hear a beautiful jazz trumpet being played. The player works here – he has a music school but he plays right from his light fixtures store and fills the street with music.

Further up are wholesale clothes stores. Lots of the owners are Arabic-speaking Jews and Arabs. There are also plenty of Persian Jews here, many of the older ones were born in Iran and you can hear lots of Persian being spoken if you listen carefully. At lunchtime they congregate at the two Persian restaurants in the vicinity. It’s cool to listen to snatches of Persian here and there.

empty lot

This huge piece of land has been empty for over five years, an eternity in an area where new buildings are springing up all the time. So there must be either a dispute over it, or it’s contaminated and has to lie empty for a time. On the other three corners of the junction are olive groves, a weird thing to have in the middle of a city. Who does the land belong to and what’s its story?

(NB: the pictures look rather small in this new template, but if you want to see one larger, you can just click on it. Easy!)

clothes

Clothes belonging to refugee children from Sudan and Eritrea hanging out to dry in south Tel Aviv. About 500 homeless refugees sleep rough every night in south Tel Aviv, mostly in Levinsky park, although because it is cold people are now sleeping in Tel Aviv’s Central Bus Station or in half-built homes on construction sites, anyplace that is warm.

ancient olive tree


These next few posts are photos that I have posted previously, on the old version of this blog. They are of the ancient olive tree in the Beit Jimal monastery near Beit Shemesh (not far from Jerusalem). I’m posting them as I noticed that I get a lot of visitors here from people searching for photos of olive trees in Israel! Google throws up a link to this site, even though the page it refers to is no longer here since I switched blogging platforms recently.

Anyway, if you are in Israel and haven’t yet visited Beit Jimal, I would recommend it. It’s a beautiful place and you can buy honey made by the monastery from a little shop there. It’s also interesting to amateur historians like myself because it’s here that the country’s first ever meteorological station was established in 1919 by Salesian monks.

This tree is supposed to be around 2,000 years old.