Sansana (Meitar Crossing), South Hebron Hills
Such a thick mist we have not seen (bad pun) in a long time.
I sing off tune to our driver M….drive slowly …they will not begin without us. But the occupation started before us and it seems it will end when we are no longer.
At the checkpoint of Meitar there are fewer cars than usual. People did not go to work because of the rain.
We come to the Dura checkpoint where the ‘brave ones” who are not afraid of the bad weather are manning thecheckpoint.
Again in my head I hear the song of Arik Einstein “and how miserable are the soldiers lying in the rain”. The Palestinian are more even more miserable. See the photo of the checkpoint.
The pillbox which is in the middle a village and from where we drove to Hursa.
We returned on road 60 through Chursa and the road which once was a garden?? Is now a firing range for the army. To those us who are veterans what once was the Adorim base of the engineering corps.
The Palestinians except for those who have not choice have not left their houses.
We came home and I to my good life.
The pillbox which is in the middle a village and from where we drove to Hursa.
We returned on road 60 through Hursa and the road is now a firing range for the army. To those us who are veterans what once was the Adorayim base of the engineering corps.
The Palestinians except for those who have not choice have not left their houses.
We came home and I to my good life.
