Bauhaus heart waiting to be discovered

There’s a certain magic in taking a city into your own hands, especially when it comes to Tel Aviv – a city that tends to never let you wander around unnoticed.

With a few days left before returning to Melbourne, I decided to ditch the checklist, forgo the tour groups and not even bother with an AI guide, no to all I said, I would do it myself.

And there it was. I simply set out with intent, on one sunny morning, leaving my laptop behind, to really look for what I’d always missed: Tel Aviv’s Bauhaus heart.

The morning light in Noga (Jaffa) glowed as I stepped out, to be perfectly frank, I had no plan in mind other than to “do” Bauhaus on my own terms.

I discovered that it’s funny how you can walk the streets for years, little errands and shopping stops, and not really notice the quiet genius right above eye-level.