On the last day of the Passover holiday the winter returned with heavy rains, wind, and cold. The Occupation provided us with shelter at the entrance to the sleeve at the checkpoint, so we did not get wet. Dayenu. And if there was no Occupation at all and no checkpoints, dayenu (It would have sufficed).
A few people and some vehicles cross from one side to the other. A soldier in the position sings loudly: "I’m cold, I'm cold, I'm cold, I'm cold."
Here, too, there is less traffic than usual, but it is moving. Dozens of workers are waiting under the awning at the entrance to the sleeve for the rain to let up and then are running to the waiting taxis. Inside the terminal there are two operating windows and people are going through quickly.
At the exit we saw another garbage truck. Is Israel once again sending its garbage to the West Bank? When we approached we saw that it was a Palestinian truck. This was the first time we have seen one. The driver asked us for help: he lives in Kafin and his wife and children are in Barta'a. We arranged for him to provide us with papers, and we would pass them on to be taken care of.