Princess Beach, Eilat

Above the Princess Beach pier in Eilat, I stand, surrounded by a perfect circle of breathtaking scenery — 360 degrees of life, colors, and movement.

To the north, the tall hotel stands out, which at the time of filming was still operating as an active hotel, white and graceful, towering above a row of columns and arches. Its windows reflect the sunlight, sparkling like the eyes of a place that was once full of life. Today, despite the abandonment and silence around it, something in its upright stature still hints at  hope for a return – to a future in which it will once again be filled with the laughter of vacationers and the sounds of summer.

At my feet, along the coastline, vacationers are spread out, bathing and enjoying themselves, some swimming in the nearby deep Sea, others sitting on the water’s edge or leaning on the railing at the end of the pier. A familiar sight of Israeli freedom connecting to nature – water, mountains, sun.

To the east, beyond the water, the Edom Mountains of Jordan are visible, and a little south of there, they stamp a passport and cross into Saudi Arabia. Their rugged peaks resemble frozen waves in stone, and their hues change throughout the day – from light, almost silver in the morning, to soft gold at noon, and to deep red towards Sunset. They always stand there, but it seems that every glance reveals something new in them.

The Sea stretches from south to west – the Red Sea, deep and bright, teeming with movement. Small boats, kayaks, and a yacht with a tall mast reminiscent of sailing ships from ancient times, sail in the distance. The waves sparkle in the strong Eilat sunlight, like endless dancing diamonds.

And in the center of the scene – an unforgettable human moment: a young man dives headfirst from the pier. He is caught in the air in a perfect position, his hands spread like wings, his body frozen between sky and water. Every jump is a celebration – of youth, of courage, of the moment when you leave the ground and choose a pure moment of freedom.

And then, the circle closes – the panorama surrounds, reflects, and immortalizes the small and large moments of one day on the pier. The scenes return in reflection – on the other side of the picture, the same elements return from the opposite direction, completing the circle. The picture is not only a mirror of a place, but a visual poem for those who are in it – landscape, people, and time, flowing like the waves, without stopping.