Jerusalem. February 24. Friends and I were speculating as to why coffee in Jerusalem is so terrible. Given that Israelis appear to love their "coffee time" as much as we Americans, it is vexing that you can't seem to get a decent cup of just plain "regular"....anywhere. The coffee at the finest hotels is at best awful, and most times, undrinkable. The coffee at the ubiquitous coffee houses only slightly better. In a city and country where everyone seems to be operating on a caffeine high at all times (other than the preternaturally calm Shimon Peres), you would think that there would be a greater demand for great coffee. But...no.
And, another thing. Tissue paper. Israel is certainly not a third world country; but its tissue paper certainly is. You might ass well blow your nose into copy paper. I have had a higher quality "Kleenex" product in Russia than one can find in Israel. Why? Is the tissue paper in Hotels in Jerusalem manufactured by the same folks who make the coffee?
Then, there's the toilet paper. OK, I'll stop there.