It's Thursday late evening. I left the hotel this morning after breakfast and had the kind of complete day that qualifies as an all-time classic. Three-hour lunch with friends under the shady trees in Neve Tzedek, then 4 hours at the beach, watching in awe as the sun went down over the Mediterranean. Haifa is being hit by Katyusha rockets, the Isreali army continues their attacks on Lebanon and Gaza, but nothing seems to faze the people here. It's ironic, yet perfectly normal here. There's an incredible sense of chilled-out fatalism here that I cannot fully understand - in Tel Aviv, they are so jaded to the attacks that it's hard to get a real sense of how dangerous the situation is, or how much worse it may get.
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