Flea Market

I forgot to post about this last week, but I walked all the way down to the flea market in Yafo last week. Yafo, which is one of the oldest remaining cities in the region and dates back to the Phonecians or even before. The city now is a little run down but is also going through the early stages of gentrification.

Yafo has this crazy flea market where you can buy literally everything. From a bed frame to cucumbers, from designer "Deezel" jeans to persian rugs. Its crazy. (Coco, I have to take you here, you will love it).

The Market itself covers a wide expanse of streets, but it also has a this central area as well where they mostly sell the clothing/jewlery/hookas and smaller things. This is the photo of the interior, I can't describe to you how dense it is. My shoulders barely squeezed in between that bag on the left and the rack of pants on the right (I took this photo by my hip because I didn't want people to notice and be offended.

I walked out of the market and toward the ancient city of Yafo, which used to be the biggest port in the Mediterannean 2000 years ago. Up on the hill I took this photo looking north toward the city of Tel Aviv. All in all, the walk was about 3 hours from my house to here, but I also stopped for lunch, and also for a coffee.