Winter Beach in Tel Aviv

Well, it’s that time of year again but I still adore the Winter Beach in Tel Aviv. The damp grainy feel of the sand, the way it sticks between the toes, but clings like gritty glue to any woven clothing. It migrates into the hem of your jeans or manages to climb inside your sport shoes even if you’re jogging along at a decent pace!

Seriously though, I truly love the Winter Beach in Tel Aviv. The experience is so far removed from our usual sweaty sunbathing, paddling, swimming, and leisurely book reading that is totally enjoyable for the few months of winter weather that we suffer. It’s a wonderfully indulgent feeling to spend an hour or so walking along the pier, dressed in woolies, coat, hat and scarf, catching the cold wind as it blows from the frothy sea. I often take a brisk walk on the sand itself near the waters edge to get a whiff of the breamy sea air. The Winter Beach in Tel Aviv is almost deserted apart for the odd runner and those brave-hard rubber covered surfers who ride the wild waves. A few overdressed children are dragged along by a parent in the hope that the winter walk will knock them out. A lone but tanned lifeguard can still be seen practicing his safety moves!