FWIW Tel-Aviv is a nightmare. Long queues, wheels bust off bike box. Bent rear mech. Searches.
Woman behind me was strip searched because she had a pacemaker. The card she carried, the zip and hole in her chest were not enough.
One of the elites on the way out had kit in her bike bag and they went through everything. Even took inner tubes out of boxes, x-rayed the bike. Sent her back and forth through a metal detector, escorted her through the check-in to departures.
Hotel staff in Eilat had pistols, the small mall had a metal detector you had to walk through and the security guards had guns.
The hotel was nice and the staff were helpful and tolerant of bikes in the rooms and all over the foyer.
Most traffic was curtious to cyclists and there were lots of cyclists. They beep their horns to let you know they are approaching not in anger.
I ran up the beach towards the border with Jordan and turned left up a road and back to the hotel. I've never jogged round a minefield before.
Mid day was baking hot 38c. Apart from the 2 days of dust storms, so the late arrivals had a 4 and a half hour bus trip from Tel-Aviv.
Water was 20c so nice enough without a wet suit although a lot of age-group people wore them, but none of the elites did.
My bike and luggage turned up 2 days after I got home.
The people of Eilat did a great job, the rest of the trip was a nightmare.
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