Text and photographs by Muriel Rosenfeld
July Vol. 15, No. 9
Few cars were on the road, no one was in sight. Walking a mile from our hotel, my sister Audrey and I saw a drunk on a corner and several cabs. We had just arrived in Tel Aviv for a ten day tour. Our hotel staff informed us that this was the Jewish Sabbath, a day of rest. Many Israeli Jews do not work or drive cars on this day. Some hotel elevators were set to stop at every floor since orthodox Jews are not permitted to push elevator buttons. Meals are precooked during the day to serve at night and the following day. Wondering Where Have All the People Gone? was not about the 1974 Sci-fi TV movie. It was about flying into Tel Aviv on a Friday evening.