Jaffa, Slow and Golden

Start in Old Jaffa while the alleys are still quiet, coffee in hand, cats watching from windowsills. By noon head to the flea market for hummus at a plain counter with no sign, the kind locals swear by. Wander the stalls a while, no plan needed. As the sun drops, walk to the port and let the sky turn orange over the sea. Sit close. Nothing to do but watch.