In Eilat

Max Ajl

Now I know why American tourists love the Israeli resort city of Eilat: it allows people to fly into the geographical heart of the Orient and pretend that they are in Florida. Palm trees, neon-lit hotels, everything overdone and garish. I had just entered Israel through the Taba Crossing from the Egyptian Sinai, and the […]

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