TBT Rehov Melchett, Tel Aviv, 1973


(TBT Throw Back Thursday). In 1973 I rented a room at Rehov Melchett in Tel Aviv at Margalits flat (Margalit is in the picture above). The flat was situated real centrally in Tel Aviv, on the fourth floor, no elevator. Her room had green walls and darkblue ceiling. (If you can read Hebrew, disregard what the paper says, she was not).


This is the hallway when you entered the flat. My room was inside where the sliding door is. The walls in the hallway were orange on one side and yellow on the other three sides. My room thankfully had white walls. The poster on the wall with all the fruit was mine, and the handmade thing in the doorway (which led to the kitchen and the bathroom) was made by me of ropes once when I was bored.


Inside my room. It was tiny. The width was the length of the bed (which was very narrow). It also contained that small bookcase and a wardrobe for my cloths. It had a small window rather high up on the wall. That was it. I think I had a tiny pallet beside the bed as a nighttable too. The curtain in blue and white to the right covered the sliding door which had glass-windows.


This is part of the kitchen. Orange and yellow… Marble worktops. It had a tiny balcony where you put your gas-containers. It had a fridge which we shared. The tray in the picture was mine (from Marimekko).


This is where I worked, at Albany Travel, a then South African owned travel agency that is no more (it later became British owned). I was upstairs in the office managing bookings for our scandinavian clients. Don’t remember the name of the girl there but she worked in the shop. I worked there from September 1971 until August 1974.

Renting a room or sharing a flat were the only options with the low salaries we had. I lived in this flat during the October war/Yom Kippur War. Remember vividly the outbreak of the war (I was on the balcony of the kitchen when the sirens went off and Margalit was in Ashquelon at her parents for the holiday), the huge US planes (B-something) that flew right over us at nights bringing all kinds of stuff, the sirens in the middle of the night and running downstairs until signal was that it was nothing to fear any longer (we did not have a bomb shelter in the house), the blackouts.

I lived in Margalits flat for about a year, then moved to another shared flat. I have no idea what the life of Margalit turned into. We didn’t have all that much in common so we didn’t keep in touch. She had no phone. There were no computers. And there definitely was no FaceBook. Keeping in touch is much easier today.

All the photos are mine and were scanned from slides in really bad condition.

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My favorite town: Tel Aviv

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Tel Aviv beach front. Photo: Nini Tjäder 2006

I worked and lived in Israel for about seven (7) years of my life over the period 1963–1974. In the beginning I worked at different kibbutzim (I’ve picked most kinds of fruit…) around Israel like all scandinavians who went there at the time. Later I lived in Tel Aviv and worked at two different travel agencies.

Tel Aviv is a modern town, awake 24/24 all days of the week. I love Tel Aviv.

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Tel Aviv seen from Yafo. Photo: Nini Tjäder, 2006

Tel Aviv has changed a lot over the years since I first visited in 1963. The above image from Yafo towards the north of Tel Aviv is from 2006 when I last visited. I am sure the skyline has changed again since. The town was unusually deserted in September 2006 because of the recently finished Lebanon crisis. It was uncertain for a long time if I at all would be able to go to Israel. But crisis finished and I could go.

I miss Tel Aviv a lot. The heat, the dust, the crowds, the crowded beaches, and the sea, the food, the people. Tel Aviv has a beautiful beach. Long and well equipped with lots of restaurants and coffeehouses along the beach front. I also miss some of my friends from then. I don’t miss the constant security checks every time when you go into a shop, a cinema or a restaurant, but you get used to them. Unfortunately they are necessary.

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Corner Frishman-Dizengoff. Don’t know how many times I’ve passed that corner…  Photo: Nini Tjäder, 2006

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Tel Aviv, Dizengoff street Photo: Nini Tjäder 2006

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One of numerous shopping centers. Photo: Nini Tjäder 2006

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Tel Aviv, Shuk Hacarmel. This woman used to be a well-known folk-singer. Have forgotten her name… Photo: Nini Tjäder 2006

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Tel Aviv, entrance to Shuk Hacarmel. Photo: Nini Tjäder 2006

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Tel Aviv from Azrieli Towers

Tel Aviv today is huge. It has grown both to the south and the north and inland.
But I still love it.  And I DO miss the proximity to the sea.

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