Everyone talks about the superb level of the carnival in Brazil = but what I loved by Tenerife’s carnival today was its natural love of what there is.  Beautiful girls, perfect costumes, etc.  it was there.  But there were also fat girls, uneven dancing, mothers in sparkles and sneakers pushing baby carridges, leading the dancers…

I loved their love of the parade, the music, their lives.

It is something we have to relearn in Israel.