Sex, Beer & Cigarette Butts

Left house at 06:00 a.m. to reach the Yarkon about 20 minutes later. My attention was being captured by several birds who noisily flew over the Yarkon as I heard a guy in a car that had stopped near me say something. OK, I am naive but that is a calculated being of naive because I rather be naive than rude and so I said "goodmorning" back at him. He then proceeded to talk and talk and talk for about 10 minutes but I was with my back towards him (and his car) as I wanted to relax at the sight of those birds and the space around me. He then came out of the car and asked if I was OK. I thought, "heavens, perhaps he thinks I am going to jump off the bridge into the Yarkon" (LOL) so, I - politely - responded I am fine and please leave me alone. Upon which he made a very explicit indecent proposal. I was shocked. This was a young man, I could have been his grandmother (well, slightly exaggerated) and a very good looking man as well. What is his problem? I wanted to ask what his mother would say if she'd knew what he was saying to me, but decided to take the tough approach and reached for my mobile and told him calmly I would phone the police if he'd not leave immediately. Well, luckily, that did the trick.... and off he went. Thank heavens.

Of course I never got the birds on photo because as usual they were too fast for me to catch them on film. (in a manner of speaking)

The first fisherman I encountered at the Nemaal just pulled in a Karash - which was medium sized and until this morning the biggest fish I have ever seen a fisherman at the Nemaal pull in. When I asked if I can make a photo of it he asked "only of the fish?" - and made clear that he wanted to be photographed as well. So, the photo hereunder is of him holding the fish as if holding a trophy (which I think is really sweet).

The sea was pretty wild and I couldn't sit at the top of the pier I usually sit because it was wet from the waves. While sipping on my (Aroma on the beach bought, very delicious) coffee-to-go, I noticed two men or women (hard to tell from far) on ski jets. OK, I got jealous. I really would like to try that as well. It looks as if this is so much fun, like it must give such an exhilarating feeling flying over the waves like that. They put on a nice show, jumping quite high up from the waves as well.

Walking back I found flyers explaining to have 'safe sex' with condoms stuck on them - cigarette butts by the hundreds and broken beer bottles on the boardwalk near some of the clubs. I literally had to walk right through the condoms but was shy to take a photograph because of the prude that I am, LOL. So there is a glimpse of it on one of the photos below only. It must have been a wild night yesterday. However, why do they have to pollute the boardwalk with it?

The following photo is of the catch of yet another fisherman, who had 2 denises and 1 karash already in the bucket. I was happy for him because usually he doesn't catch much. His patience (and love for the sea) has paid off today.

The last photo is that of a cat napping underneath the wavebreaker. She was so sweet not being awakened by my sneaking up on her that I just had to get that on photo as well...