Hometown - Day 11

Day 11 in my hometown. 
Though really - today was Day 1. 
I was quarantined for ten days and today was the first day that I was free to roam the streets and see Tel-Aviv in all its glory. I will not call it glorious per se - the effects of Covid are present with every mask I pass by and the businesses that have closed because of this dreadful year, but there is a sense of normalcy in this part of the world.
Most people in the country are vaccinated, and the number for new Covid patients have reduced drastically, so there is a sense of relief in the air.

I walked more today in the city than I have EVER walked in LA (but then again - this doesn't say much. In LA my sidewalk is the highway, and wheels are my feet) and I have recently associated walking so much with nature, so walking the city streets that was buzzing with LIFE (Yes, really! Remember CITY LIFE!?) was like a new experience. A much needed experience.
But also one I don't need much of... This past year showed me how much I adore nature and I didn't miss busy city life all that much. But for a visit? For a visit it is grand. And knowing that I will be back to my California 'nature' lifestyle soon - is even grander.

But I will come back rejuvenated after spending time with my family after this year has kept us apart for so long. I will come back rejuvenated seeing a city picking itself back up again and knowing it can happen in my city as well. I will come back rejuvenated because I crossed the barriers of fears and TRAVELED this year.
I traveled despite, the fear, despite the risks, despite the complexities.
My family was worth it, and let's face it: Tel-Aviv is just a town.
My hometown? My hometown is THEM: the people who I love and fill my heart.
My family of misfits, of weirdos, of wonderfuls.
​My Hometowners.