On Thursday night we took a rare trip to Jerusalem to hear Itai play at the Jerusalem Jazz festival. It was the night of the Gay Pride Parade and we planned a route that would circumvent both the marchers and their haredi opponents who were demonstrating in another part of the city. Friends who joined us said that had to navigate their way through burning tyres to reach the (magical) concert.
We eventually exited the holy city and raced back to the Bubble to catch the International Music Festival that was spread over the centre of Tel Aviv. This was heavily subsidised by the French government which the same night opened the new French cultural institute situated in a beautiful bauhaus building on the corner of Herzl and Rothschild, thereby symbolically cementing the Republic's ties with Zionism's founding fathers.
By the time we arrived they were packing away the sound equipment all over town leaving thousands of people aimlessly walking up and down (the better dressed ones speaking French) . My attempts at night photography , combined with incompetence and good luck, resulted in these images which I think captured the atmosphere better than a proper photograph ever could.