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Jan Shure

ByJan Shure, Jan Shure

Opinion

Time for Israeli hoteliers to get real over room rates

January 29, 2009 11:25
2 min read

It might be time for Israeli hoteliers to get into the real world.

I am planning to go – together with my husband and other family members – to a family wedding in Israel in early September. The simchah falls after the UK Bank Holiday and US Labor Day (which mark the end of the summer season), and before Israel gets busy for the New Year and festivals, so you might expect the rates in Israeli hotels to reflect that. Sadly they do not. There, a buoyant 2008 – Israel’s 60th birthday year – saw hotels full despite exorbitant rates, possibly leading hoteliers into the deluded belief that they could continue to charge as if the world was in the midst of a boom rather than deep in recession. And don’t mention the war – there is the small matter of a small war whose vivid images have been splashed over every newspaper and TV screen for the past four weeks, not necessarily an inducement for the uninvolved to visit (possibly the reason why direct flights to Eilat from the UK have been cancelled, apart from one at half-term and one pre-Pesach).

But back to the wedding… it is taking place in a magical spot in Hadera Forest, and the wedding party is based in Herzliya – at the Daniel Hotel, as it happens, which was the base when my daughter married in Israel in 2005. Then, the room rate we secured for our guests was from $170 per night, and the fares were around £275 return. Currently – despite the world-wide recession – the air-fare quoted (by phone on Thursday January 29) by El Al was £444.90 (compared with £310 with BA). But yet more unbelievable, is the room-rate at the Daniel –a jaw-dropping $270 per night for “superior” (i.e. basic) room (compared, say, with the UK’s leading boutique brand, Malmaison where you can get a double room with breakfast for £100 per night).

Thinking the Sharon, just along the tayelet might be offering a more realistic rate in line with its – how shall I put this: lack of, um, polish and luxury – I called. There, however, they wanted and even more astonishing $280 per night for a double room at that period. Two hundred and eighty dollars, I repeated loudly and incredulously, to the hapless reservation clerk. Was this a joke? Did she know you can get a room at almost any of London’s august hotels for half that, I asked, somewhat rhetorically.