If you think that tourist trips to the tombs of the righteous began in the 1980s with rabbis caressing friends and handing out dollar bills, you’re probably right. But long before that, in 1867, a slightly different type arrived in Jerusalem, armed with a wide-brimmed hat, a sharp pencil, and capable of describing the high school in a way that would make even a guide from the “Antiquities Department” sweat.
His name was Samuel Langhorne Clemens, but everyone knows him as… Mark Twain.