Heading Nowhere
Chapter 10: Heading Nowhere
Anybody that says they’re without faults is either a liar or blind to themselves, it’s the way in which we do wrong that makes us good or bad.
"Heading Nowhere" is a gripping and unapologetic journey through the gritty streets of Tel Aviv and beyond. Loosely autobiographical in nature, this compelling story follows the life of a young man in his early twenties as he navigates the complexities of his own existence.
“One evening toward the end of my time in Tel Aviv I was in a bar in an industrial area, about twenty minutes from the hostel. They had a special on tequila, every time a bell rang, you could go up to the bar and get a cheap shot. They must have been watering it down or something, because I got to 18 shots before losing count, but I remember the bell ringing some more before I finally left the bar…”
Heading Nowhere
Chapter 10: Heading Nowhere
Anybody that says they’re without faults is either a liar or blind to themselves, it’s the way in which we do wrong that makes us good or bad.
"Heading Nowhere" is a gripping and unapologetic journey through the gritty streets of Tel Aviv and beyond. Loosely autobiographical in nature, this compelling story follows the life of a young man in his early twenties as he navigates the complexities of his own existence.
“One evening toward the end of my time in Tel Aviv I was in a bar in an industrial area, about twenty minutes from the hostel. They had a special on tequila, every time a bell rang, you could go up to the bar and get a cheap shot. They must have been watering it down or something, because I got to 18 shots before losing count, but I remember the bell ringing some more before I finally left the bar…”