This little piggie’s gone to market. All right it was only for spices and beans, but there is no place like the shuk hacarmel. Not so much as a place to sightsee, but to find out what’s really going on, what is fresh in Tel Aviv. This time, though, I wasn’t alone, so there were no intimate conversations, no jokes and winks, no ironic comments. It occurred to me that if I were a tourist, I would not be very excited about visiting the market, except perhaps as a ‘colorful’ place. It’s true in general for Tel Aviv – it’s not only about knowing where to go, it’s about knowing how to go there, how to get in to where you visit.
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