First impressions of a country have always had special meaning to me. I immediately felt that I got to the right place when the taxi driver on the airport introduced himself as Schumacher. He tried to advertise his services with the statement: “best drive and best music in Tel-Aviv”.

An older gentleman knocks on the glass door of TelAviv’s NNG, with an ancient PDA in his hand. He keeps insisting, that he wants to get a map update for the prehistoric device. (I’m fairly sure my Tetris had more computing power than that!).