Dura-Al Fawwar Junction, Hakvasim (sheep) Junction, Hebron, Sansana (Meitar Crossing), South Hebron Hills
At 10 am the parking lot at the Meitar checkpoint is full.
We drive on Route 60 to Hebron. In Eshtamoa they are building greenhouses and soldiers are guarding the settlement.
The entrance to Samu'a is open. At Etgar 13, Simia, there are only a few pages left of what once was a school.
The entrance to Dahariya is open. In 'Abda, the gate next to the pillbox is closed as usual, but the almond trees are in bloom and the sheep grazing.
At Al-Fawwar junction, there are remains of burned tires, but the entrance to the village is open.
The small plots of land at crossroad and their owners are selling their wonderful produce which seems to disturbe very much the security of the State of Israel. The army dug a deep ditch along the road and piled up a battery of ground to prevent the access to fields of cabbage and lettuce, cucumbers and other suspicious products. And of course the owners of the plots will not be able to sell their wares anymore. About 15 people made a living from these fields and now they are desperate and without a livelihood and the State of Israel has created for itself another group of desperate people.
On Route 356 cameras are being installed at the entrance of the desolate industrial zone of Kiryat Arba,
On Route 60, there are no checkpoints at the Sheep Junction nor at the Beit Haggai junction. At the crossroads of the road Israeli police stop Palestinian vehicles.
Hebron itself is quite deserted, apparently the cold left the people in the houses.
Students returning from school go between the almond trees and the barbed wire fences.
An elderly man is forced to walk as travel by car is only permitted to Israelis. The only transport that the Palestinians are allowed is a donkey and a cart.
The entrance to Gliklis is completely blocked and two soldiers stand guard on the huge stone blocks. Opposite them on the other side of the road an army jeep and some soldiers guards other soldiers who are guarding the stones. Two young women walk on road 60. The usual routine of road 60