Turns out that my gut reaction to Tel Aviv - that it's just a tatty Abu Dhabi - was a little bit harsh. That said, the promenade backed by chain hotels was a whole heap more resorty than I was expecting. Not certain why, a city that claims some of the best city beaches in the world is bound to feel resorty, right?
Spent a little bit more time exploring away from the beaches today, went to the Bauhaus districts to check out the White City architecture. Some of the trees lining the boulevards are incredible - there's so many of them and they all look like their insides are falling out. Stunning.
And most amazing of all is that all these leafy boulevards lead to a central square that makes Coventry look pretty. City Hall is truly monstrous.
Anyway, heading home now. Made it through the interrogation and swabbing at border control, so have just about completed this Middle Eastern adventure. Any surprises? Yep. If there's one thing that Indiana Jones taught me it's that they don't have Js in the Middle East - how comes just about every city I went to began with J? Jerusalem, Jaffa, Jericho, Jarash, J-tastic.
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