the trails in Israel look good …. politics aside
No culture shock, except two-thirds of every road sign is illegible, and one-third is in English. And, for the first day we don’t know the exchange rate from shekels to dollars, so Monopoly rules apply (try not to spend, but it is not real money so who cares). The other two languages are Hebrew and Arabic, with Hebrew on top.
Leaving Egypt, border agents rigorously inspect a few chosen items, ignoring most of the rest. They seem most curious to fondle the sack of flatbread in my framebag, ignoring the conspicuous 2L steel bottle on the underside of my down tube. Israeli border agents are far more professional, interviewing each of us separately to determine how we manage to travel with so little luggage, for so long. “Don’t you stop to see the sights?” Lael informs her that we are always seeing sights, all the time. Our bikes are…
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