Not many posts in this blog (yet), and already so much talk about Nahariya.
So much talk about Nahariya, and I didn't even say one of the most important things about it.
So Nahariya's main street is called the Ga'aton street, and it follows the Ga'aton river all the way down to the shore. Even now, the river is mostly dry, it flows nicely for maybe a month or two a year.
So as I was walking this morning, the first morning of the ceasefire, down the Ga'aton street the weather was turning from mostly grey to very grey.
I got into a frozen yoghurt shop, and got myself a slice of carrot cake and a small coffee.
Just what I needed.
I got up to return the plates, and asked the girl behind the counter how old she was.
She said: eighteen.
I said: done with school?
She raised a hand to indicate yes, and I thought to myself how many challenges she must still face.
How many challenges we all have to face.
I was glad I made sure not to capture her in the photo I made earlier.
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