Sketching at Tel-Aviv beach

It started on the train from Haifa (where I live) to Tel-Aviv.
Unexpectedly, the train was quite empty, although it was Thursday.

Arriving at Tel-Aviv station,  I took a cab to the cafe on  the beach, where we set our SCBWI Israel meeting. The driver didn't actually  know where to drop me, so I called one of the members. She told me to get off on the spot and walk back to the north. So I did. The next forty minute passed by walking  back and forth in the terrible sun, trying to find the cafe. When I  figured out that most Tel-Avivians really wanted to help but didn't think twice before directing me, I sneaked to a shaded street and rested for a while. I asked again three people in order  to get a crossed information and then walked directly to the spot.

Finally I was there, finding myself a seat in the breeze.

It took another thirty minutes of waiting for the other members to get there.

We situated ourselves under the parasol on the sand, watching the sunset, eating and of course - sketching!

 

 

It was a pleasant afternoon of the longest day of the year.