Whilst photographing at the port of Yaffo, these two guys sitting in front of me started talking to me. Not speaking a word of Hebrew or Arabic, I vaguely understood that they wanted their picture taken, which I obliged. After some more noises and sherades, one pointed to his phone repeatedly, I assumed he wanted me to send him the photo. Automatically jumping into tech geek mode, I pointed at my DSLR and said “no wifi, when I get to London can send”. This went on for a few minutes, then they gave up waving me bye. 20 mins later whilst checking the time on my phone, I realised they wanted me to take a picture on their phone.