Surda

We walked about half way through the
2km. stretch, talking to people. Halfway through was a Red Crescent
shed with wheelchairs and young volunteers wheeling the sick and
infirm through. They didn't speak English or Hebrew very well.
Still, one of them told us that somebody had died yesterday while
being pushed across. Lots of people were shlepping things like
computers, babies, bags. There were a few horses with wagons for
hire for the weak and tired to rent for the crossing, for a cost of
15 shekel. One Palestinian on a visit from New York loaded his
grandmother on one of these wagons. People here were more
suspicious of us than at Qalandya, where presumably we are better
known. Here and there people approached us to thank us for what we
were doing.