Friday mornings in Tel Aviv, there's this market where artisans gather to sell their wares. We walked through the market, admiring the art. Even if you're not into shopping, like me, it's still worth going to. Treat it as an art museum and just gawk at the items for sale. There are a wide variety of artists and arts. We saw one guy glassblowing with a hand torch right on the street. Another guy had made art out of utensils. There were plenty of stained glass items, carved items, painted items, and pottery. Inbal and Allison got matching hair barrettes that looked like leaves dipped in bronze. Mirit and I got matching pomegranate napkin holders, which I'm pretty glad I got. In addition to visual arts, there were several street musicians. For a while, I stood by a girl playing the violin and she was actually really good. When everybody was done at the market, we walked towards the beach. I was a little jealous of all the people playing in the sand and water, but I didn't have my swimsuit and we didn't have time. Instead, we grabbed lunch at some place named for a very famous dairy-producing kibbutz. The food there was very rich, but delicious. I had an eggplant lasagna, but it was almost more coated in cream than white lasagna in the US. It was absolutely delicious though. Allison got a typical Israeli breakfast food- shakshuka. From what I tasted of hers, it was pretty good. I will most certainly be looking up the recipe on the internet and trying to figure out how to make it. We wandered around the city for our last moments there, but eventually we had to say good bye. Mirit and I had to catch the bus to Be'er Sheva. The bus ride was pleasant. We passed through more greenery than I expected and had a great conversation. When we got there, I got to see Mirit's place and meet her puppy, Marley. For a while, we (Mirit, Shai, Marley and I) hung out, which was nice. After, we headed over to Shai's parents' house for shabbat dinner. My cousins had been feeding us tons of food all week- every meal was a smorgasbord. Shai's parents picked right up on that track. They had salads, cauliflower, pickled veggies, other veggies, patties, pockets, and I hardly remember what else. If everybody eats like we had been eating on the trip every day, I have no idea how the whole country isn't full of 500 pound people. There was just so much food. We retired before it got too late, because we had a big day ahead of us.